|Watching My Son Sleep (haiku)
My little lamb sleeps,
With his pants the wrong way round,
Snoring like his Mum.
25 Sep 03
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And you stand there loving them both with all your soul. I've stood in that very place. Nice work.
Aww... this is precious and correctly written. Hard to do with Haiku.
piece in poverty[?]
biped, little thumbs
pant[s] through, the wrong way around,
sordid in the slums.
sorry, unk; i just couldn't help it.
and thank you so much.
your haiku is very nice.
My mom stood there too,
Always watchful of her boy,
This made me miss her.
This is a very precious piece. Nicely done.
my comment datestamp
should be 10/08/09.
rereading this and liking it again.
i mean 10/20/09.
geez, i really need to sleep more.
A lovely wee poem.
for a second there i was wondering why the lamb?
then i realized "oh this is haiku", and it's actually pretty cute
i like this poem, nice work :)