Friday, 29 December 2023

One Haiku Poem by Angel Edwards

 



Haiku

      


Adult Flower



Full mature beauty

opened presenting bare soul

flower gone to seed




Angel Edwards is a singer songwriter guitarist published writer published poet with 4 books from Vancouver BC Canada. Member of AFM local 145. BMI SOCAN

THE ANGEL EDWARDS MUSIC ®

http://www.angeledwards.ca




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