Haiku – The Whistle Blows

Haiku 1 Minute

A train whistle blows
It sounds so lonely, tears flow
A loved one leaving

Haiku are short — very short — poems

In this haiku, a loved one departs.

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Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.

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