Seasons Haiku

Skinny, empty trees

sway softly in the slow breeze

ballerina trees.


Fresh morning air

Fragile leaves crumble under my feet

Tricks and treats await.


Leaves bloom,

Ocean skies and shinning sunsets

A hint of quiet  breeze.


Soggy sand everywhere,

crystal waves crash on the sunny shore,

Glistening crystal sea.

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