Nightly Ghost(Haiku,5,7,5)
On a breeezy night,
fresh pumpkins on a doormat,
candy for the ghost
fresh pumpkins on a doormat,
candy for the ghost
Nightly Ghost(Haiku,5,7,5)
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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