Our first egg, still warm,/
found nestled in fresh-cut grass.
We’ll hope for more, soon.
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Missed Last Pawpaw: Haiku Lament
The missed last pawpaw
of this year remind us: if
they’re ripe, harvest now.
Our first egg, still warm,/
found nestled in fresh-cut grass.
We’ll hope for more, soon.
The missed last pawpaw
of this year remind us: if
they’re ripe, harvest now.