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am so reminded of those years i spent in panglao.. miss those days and nights spent snorkeling and beach combing...and i'm wonderingin what language do they speak - -those coconut fronds?^_^good morning my poet friend!!
hmm, reminiscing with joy or with deep longing? thanks for the question in haiku. those coconut fronds speak in a language an artist/poet like you surely understand.
am so reminded of those years i spent in panglao.. miss those days and nights spent snorkeling and beach combing...
ReplyDeleteand i'm wondering
in what language do they speak - -
those coconut fronds?
^_^
good morning my poet friend!!
hmm, reminiscing with joy or with deep longing?
ReplyDeletethanks for the question in haiku. those coconut fronds speak in a language an artist/poet like you surely understand.