(series of Haiku garden thoughts)
The garden shed holds
tools, not fame, within its frame.
Garden dreams inside.
Rabbit’s family
burrows beneath happily.
Loves to race ‘round shed.
Vines climb the sides.
Flowers peep around corners.
Well-protected shed.
Shed hides in shadow.
Garden glories brightly glow.
Shed is true hero.
annarino writes 