More Haikus

Paul smelt like dog doo
After he mowed the lawn
We don’t have a dog


My fingers are crossed that Paul would never see this post - yikes!

The forest is still
Trailing after fairy’s scent
No path to follow



What is Happiness?
Watching wild geese flying south
A shot gun in hand


Remembering John Lennon's "Happiness is a warm gun."


Tasting the best coffee
Sitting in the wintry cold
My friend is a poet