Breath

Haiku

By Carl HartmanPublished about 21 hours ago • 1 min read

Photo by Pavel Lozovikov on Unsplash

The sun is down, sunk.

The dark little troubles me .

I know I still breathe.

Haiku

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Carl Hartman

I am married and have three sons and one granddaughter. We live in Ohio and other than Army time, I have lived in Ohio my entire life thus far. I enjoy writing and reading what others have wrote.

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