By the garden pond
Frogs and toads are gathering
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A superbly penned haiku. An image filled summer night. A one of a kind gathering that fills the air with baritone voices crying out names.
ahhhhhhhhhhhh when you come on my page my leaps out with joy but like the darkness beneath a candle we are ever in search and land up in wondering lurch Beautiful lines
they (natural beings) play in own abode! /// beautiful write