
As the sun hides behind trees,
I yawp gratitude.
625 pounds of dark chocolate! YUM!
Dark chocolate! YUM!
In times of crisis/
and fear, don’t hoard toilet rolls. /
Find peace. Buy chocolate.
625 pounds of chocolate. Carried by muscle man NP.
When this is over, /
I hope I’m a better man /
than I’m finding now.
Backstory: My friend Erin Harold, who is struggling (but winning) against the Covid-19 Coronavirus, posted a sunset photo from her Seattle home, with one word: “Grateful”.
This haiku honors her gratitude. (This sunset photo is out my plane window flying over Vashon Island into Seattle, November 2019)
We are so busy/
hearing others talk that we/
don’t communicate.
The ditch which Jack dug/
for a green house long ago,/
is getting cleaned out.