haiku

Woods Haiku In the woods I walked. Conversation I did have. Though nobody talked.     On this afternoon, the wind was whipping through the trees. Then silence would fall over the scene like someone… 

Each cut the kids joy. Hours spent on prep in the cold. It never gets old.    

One hundred years plus. Bricks stacked high. Beneath the sky. Passion lies in us.  

Two winters distinct The sound of steel slicing ice For all full delight