A Baby on the straw bed
In a stable on a cold night
Beneath the stars Bright
Brings joy to the world
And hope to the beholder.
Tag: haiku
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Merry Christmas
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Smile again
Happiness is her poetry
In a world where reality
Is likeness of truth only
With her flights of fancy
That vies feverishly
Though they sometimes flee
And vanish into the high sky;
Fleeting dreams pass by,
Budding despair creep by,
But the seeds of hope stay,
Happiness, that is why. -
Nightsong
Night has already fallen on the earth;
Into the deep of time, today’s leaving.
The heart of darkness brings a new birth.
Still, the farewell to today is lamenting.
Flame, Glass and Ink are Poems, essays, and reading notes by Stefania Joori Suh 
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