crisp fallen oak leaves
my shoes step on them slowly
satisfying crunch.
On this March afternoon I had fun crunching dry, crispy oak leaves. I will return to crunch some more with my kids.
Nature gives us everything we need to experience joy.
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Seema Patel
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And then there's me who only loves the crunch of potato chips in my mouth hehehe. Loved your photo and Haiku!