THE WEE LASS IN THE SNOW: YOKED HAIKUS
The lass on my
lap
Said: I won’t play with snow
Today, abuelo.
Said: I won’t play with snow
Today, abuelo.
Even snowmen
Will freeze, will crack in two.
Can’t play tomorrow.
Will freeze, will crack in two.
Can’t play tomorrow.
On the frozen
pond,
Dead frogs and birds on icy
Snow are broken, too.
Use paper for fire,
Abuelo, the lass offered.
Nodding approval
I muttered wryly:
The snow is my newspaper,
Your eyes my fireplace.
---Albert B. Casuga
Dead frogs and birds on icy
Snow are broken, too.
Use paper for fire,
Abuelo, the lass offered.
Nodding approval
I muttered wryly:
The snow is my newspaper,
Your eyes my fireplace.
---Albert B. Casuga
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