The wind frolicked by
and she was summertime fine
her scent: fresh roses.

(The wind frolicked by, and she was summertime fine.
And she was summertime fine, her scent: fresh roses.)

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: Fresh&Wind


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