Haiku – December 14

Thinking of you all,

Today the memory of,

Your deaths brings sadness.

You should be fourteen,

Doing school online with Zoom,

Along with your peers.

I keep thinking of,

The gifts under those trees that,

You never opened.

By Hyacinth Grey

I'm a new Indie Author, and my book, Wounded Bride, is the first in a hard-boiled detective series. I love to read, and at the moment, I'm really into nonfiction. I like most topics, but am not very interested in politics.

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