I am not big on manufactured holidays, but in honor of Daughter’s Day, I repost this haiku, which features my daughter, Lauren in 2011.
Three Rivers Market
Ode to an eggplant,
Locally grown. Daughter holding,
about to take home.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #eggplant #daughter #home #grown #threeriversmarket #bethbooker #laurenbooker #davidebooker #september #092411
I am not big on manufactured holidays, but in honor of Daughter’s Day, I repost this haiku, which features my daughter, Lauren in 2011.
Three Rivers Market
Ode to an eggplant,
Locally grown. Daughter holding,
about to take home.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #eggplant #daughter #home #grown #threeriversmarket #bethbooker #laurenbooker #davidebooker #september #092411
Three Rivers Market
Ode to an eggplant,
Locally grown. Daughter holding,
about to take home.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #eggplant #daughter #home #grown #threeriversmarket #davidebooker #september
092411
There once was a writer from Lexington /
Who had four daughters, but no son. /
He cried and he sighed /
And he wanted to know why. /
Then he made all his heroes be women.
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Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn’t much, but the reception was excellent.
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