Unexpected, tears
Spring to my eyes. I allow
My heart to spill forth.
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Gorgeous haiku and accompanying image. It does make the heart overflow.
I hope it is from joy. Everything is fine, and the tear is cathartic.:)
That can feel soooo therapeutic! Loved your Haiku@
The rites of spring as catharsis. Both beautiful and brilliant!
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Beautiful Hannah! Just beautiful!