. . . and a poem from Anne B. Grote:
Valentine Evening
Roses, wine, your love
We are like aging seasons
as the lutes play on
Do you have a Valentine haiku? Add it in comments — or email it to me — and I’ll bring it up to this post. Any kind of haiku is welcome.
And, if you haven’t yet, INTRODUCE YOURSELF! and get acquainted with other Watermark visitors.


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