It was my birthday. Mine, a co-worker who was sitting opposite me, sent me this haiku through private chat:
The boy across me—
He's wearing a boyish smile
I wish he were straight.
Its simplicity struck me right to the core. I replied with these two haiku and asked her to pick one she liked.
1
Just right across me
Oh! Her smokey eyes get me.
The lady is Mine.
2
Just right across me
Oh! Her smokey eyes get me.
The lady is mine.
Without hesitation, she replied and made the obvious choice.
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Monday, June 21, 2010
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