Winter’s shortest day
The sun turns sharp on its heel
And steps off toward spring
Observations on life, society, and how to be human and humane in a complex world dominated by technology
Winter’s shortest day
The sun turns sharp on its heel
And steps off toward spring
Love the Haiku
You’ve 6 syllables in the last line… =:o)
I have long said that there are three kinds of people in the world: those who can count and those who can’t!
Besides, I counted “toward” as a single syllable, which is a common technique in poetry.