Haikus

Racing through the skies,

An untainted crystal drop,

Bringing new-found hope.

Crown of joy he wears,

Of light and new beginnings,

Rays of golden dreams.

Blankness creates them,

Nothing can ever escape,

The arms of the hole.

Cold and refreshing,

The smooth texture on your tongue,

Dripping down your chin.

Tiptoes round the house,

On thin, delicate small paws,

Bringing joy with her.

Fly on unseen wings,

Fluffy and white substances,

Blowing aimlessly.

With sole, but no heart,

They walk to many places,

But not without you.

Flowers wear no clothes,

But they are beautiful yet,

And clothes still wear them..

Photos are keepsakes,

Memories of passing times,

That have been spent in joy.

Falling slowly down,

Revealing a new season,

A time of new growth.