Creative Writing and unfinished business…
June 12, 2017 § 5 Comments
hen house empty –
roosting in the trees
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
Perfect last line
Chickens are stubborn little souls…
As you indicate with just one word 🙂
I was worried this was going to have a gruesome ending! But it made me laugh instead.
Just for once I’m telling the truth 🙂 They all survived (well, for quite a while anyway) because the fox starting going in the hen house when I forgot to lock the them in for the night. Which was quite often 😦
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