silver flowers
danced intricately
on chilled panes
(c) Tournesol ’14
frost (haiku)
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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com View all posts by Tournesol
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
“You all have a gift. It’s free. It’s the gift of song.”
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Oooooh beautiful. Its like a riddle then inget it and the prize is revealed x
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you are so sweet. When you write I pretend I can hear your accent. I have been watching ONLY BBC shows on Netflix…just love the legal and detective show…my there is so much suspense. I`m hooked!
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Hah cute and i am glad your enjoying your time off yay 🙂
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I love this–so delicately beautiful!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Love this again.
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