daughters at play poetry Now her feet are green From all the running around Without wearing shoes . I’d wash those feet off But won’t wipe away her smile If I can help it. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
You messed up on the haiku aspect in the middle line of the second stanza.