Three Haiku
washing machine whirls
eight hundred dollar duvet
not a cat sandbox
cataracts steal sight
lights whirl as my eyes adjust
falter in the dark
prism whirls on string
rainbows dance around the room
warm happiness
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Michelle Smith
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