you’re in my haiku
well let me out, says daisy
so much jumping up
it rather suits you
furry legs in a white field
sound of a whistle
here’s another one
getting into my stride now!
daisy, where are you?
you’re in my haiku
well let me out, says daisy
so much jumping up
it rather suits you
furry legs in a white field
sound of a whistle
here’s another one
getting into my stride now!
daisy, where are you?