Haiku # 454

Snow over the hilltops…
winter’s fading white,
spring’s fragrant hair.

~

Dead at dawn…
through the thick rain
the church bell moaning

~

…مات مع الفجر
وسط انهمار المطر
جرس الكنيسة ينوح

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