Friday poem
- dtmillerlexky
- Oct 27, 2023
- 1 min read
I'm posting an original poem every Friday for a year. When I rode the bus I wrote a haiku each day.
Bus haiku #8
A green shoulder bag
sits alone in the aisle seat,
seventh row,
orphaned as a child.
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