Where the young deer played.
Where the snow covered
pasture wedged into the woods,
the yearlings frolicked.
Bruce Stambaugh
Dec. 29, 2010
Deer in the snow haiku
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Writer, marketer, columnist, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, son, township trustee, converted Anabaptist, community activist, my life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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Beautiful. Those of us living in the country with woods nearby know this setting well. Thank you for putting it into Haiku form. Happy New Year.
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Thank you, and Happy New Year to you as well. Bruce
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