Saturday, September 25, 2010


I remember in 5th grade my teacher Mrs. Peterson asked us to write a Haiku - the 17 syllable
poem with 5 . 7 . 5 syllables per line.  Ridiculous.  I woke up last night and heard the leaves blowing and thought of Mrs. Peterson.  Okay, no laughing, here goes:

Aspens in the fall
Rustling secret whisperings
Like wings of angels

Okay, lame.  But stuck in my head.   R.I.P. Mrs. Peterson.

1 comment:

  1. I had Mrs. Peterson in 5th grade! The only nice thing she ever did was give me a "pity hug" when she saw my hair on picture day. I have tried to destroy every 5th grade photo of me since.


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