All in fun, and inspired by Ruth of synch-ro-ni-zing, I went for a walk with haiku in mind….
So many acorns
squirrels will feast this winter
Oaks will grow in spring.
Young couples picnic
Old hunters start the season
I walk a worn path.
Midas touched maples
Reach out in autumn’s embrace
Gone with the next storm.
Ferns flicker yellow
The forest floor is aflame
No water will quench.
