Dear William

Aug 13

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DEAR WILLIAM

Blooming before us
Daffodils remain speechless
For what are words worth?

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 13, 2019, in Haiku, Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. willowdot21 | August 13, 2019 at 10:25 pm

    This is very clever I like it 💜

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  2. merrildsmith | August 14, 2019 at 12:46 pm

    Clever. It made me laugh.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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