Haiku Quintet

Holding your hand gives
Me such a comfortable
Feeling, life seems bright.


It does not matter
How it is we find our way,
Roses bloom in Spring.


I am so inept
Very much out of my depth,
Dancing timid steps.


I seclude myself
When I pour my heart out loud,
Winter birds still sing.


Fear like a jacket
Slips around all the things thought,
Canceling progress.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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