No place like home.

Children were afraid to bathe outside due to the wind and temperature which made the tap water as cold as the water in the refrigerator. Some smaller children cried during their bathes and some mother heated the water on the fire so as to pacify the cries and whimpers of the preschoolers.

A path in your backyard that has all forms of life nestled in it, and sitting on your porch quietly hoping to catch a glimpse of something moving that may pop out its head.

Alone In The Rain Moment In Time.

An autumn walk in September in Wisconsin. A cool windy night.

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A haiku about a windy day.

About a windy day.

Terror in the cemetery.

It illuminates the world around me…