Ah, my tangy little 
fruit. Not quite ripe enough 
to fall from the tree.

No better way to
enjoy reality than
to play make-believe!

The squirrels kept scaring
me today, but that big black
crow, he never does.

This life is
precarious. None of us are 
guaranteed a tomorrow.

Today's a day I
wish there was a fluffy
blanket of snow on the ground.

The Universe takes
what you give it and gives you
what you take from it.

My soul goes round and 
round again. But, this time I 
might've got it right.

There was a squirrel
rocking in a rocking chair.
She seemed quite happy there.

Curiosity
never killed no cat. It just
maimed him a little.

This is the time the
crow is quiet. He's probably
sleeping right now.

I was just channeling
my great-great-grandmother.
She must have been love. 

Today the day's
looming over me. It's grey and 
I'm not in control.

My haiku is like
a little song I composed 
just for you to hear.

I love this song. The 
song that sings straight from my heart.
It's all about you. 

Great minds think alike.
Unfortunately so do
the not so great minds.

They say not to 
question god, but, you know what, my 
friend? Just you watch me.

I looked both ways and 
no cars were coming then I
safely crossed the street.

He remembered the
girl he'd seen there. The girl he'd 
fallen in love with.

The wind blew the leaves.
It had nothing and everything 
to do with me.

Somewhere, someday I 
grew up in Wonderland and 
that's where I lived once.