I am so proud to share this with all of you. As blogged earlier about this haiku selected out of 900 haiku - is still displayed at Golden Triangle, DC, Washington. It is true to write - that a writer might not travel but his/her work is famous when it is displayed beyond the borders and boundaries of his/ her existence.
People walking around this place might not know me but they will always know someone wrote something that gave a reason for them to read it.
This is a haiku dedicated to my daughter.
early spring ...
my daughter's snowman
disappears
If you walk, and read my work - just think of your daughter, and do share it with her.
