March 2025 – Page 3

Haiku 069/365

—Emerald green lights— Lie in the forest sounds and Paint the bed with love.

Look into your eyes I fall, submerged inside. Keep our love alive.

The day is warming. The brisk air feels refreshing. The weekend is here.

The light reflected Was pink and sweet. Nurtured love Becomes my retreat.

I’m caught in a daze. Memories are a blur. I Worry I’ll forget.

The fear erupts all Over inside and I can’t Help this troubled mind.

I count the days that We have known each other and Cherish the time spent.

I’m using haiku like I would a diary unloading my thoughts.

Slow Sunday brunch and a paint date to follow that I am planning out!

I’d be a recluse if I could. I’d stay inside and not venture out.