Smiling At Morning’s Golden Rays: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku When the golden rays/ of morning caress my house,/ I can’t help but smile.
Facing The Eastern Wall: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Standing in the glow/ of the morning sun, I know: / my life will soon change.
Smile At The Morning Sun: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku The morning sun smiled*/ warmly at me. What else could/ I do but smile back? OR *grinned