11.19 haiku series: ...until... (two prompts)
once green the chestnut
at dusk is withered; brown, gone,
buried by squirrel
dawns’ balloon sun hides
in the chill of this winter
fifteen degree - morn
layer your clothing
huddle in the crowd, stay warm
until blossoms bloom
©JP/dh
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