A slippery slope
Haiku about a fresh layer of snow and the icy earth underneath.
By Cheryl E PrestonPublished 3 months ago • Updated 2 days ago • 1 min read
Photo by Hendrik Schuette on Unsplash
Soft, fresh falling snow
Masks the icy ground beneath
Deceived, my feet slide
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Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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