Haiku a Day: Days 110-115

Slowly but surely everyone, slowly but surely.

Day 110:

Hamilton: welcome
to our homes, our lives, our hearts.
Sing out loud and proud.

Day 111:

Mimosa morning
Will and Jeff blow up spaceships
I’m home before dark.

Day 112:

Simon is shedding
white and grey fur is strewn here
and there without care.

Day 113:

I procrastinate–
not from laziness but from
utter weariness.

Day 114:

I am complaining
more often than not these days.
My brain is murky.

Day 115:

Nervous sweat still runs
down my spine when riding my
bike but I laugh too.