Haiku #2

It was a fight

 Between the Frost & the tiny bud, 

 The Sun intervened, 

And up came a beautiful sunflower

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  1. lifestalkerFeb 7, 2016, 7:40:00 PM

    beautiful... sometimes all we need not to give up and just fight... might be there some kind of hope... which can help us to find the way...

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  2. Alok singhalFeb 7, 2016, 9:52:00 PM

    Very beautiful, the choice of words is great!

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  3. Kishor KumarFeb 8, 2016, 10:06:00 AM

    Nice poem! Especially at this time of fading winters when Sun is a welcome sight.

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