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: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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.