Tuesday Afternoon Haiku's

raindrops remind me
how we are all connected
by our falling tears

mcdonalds is grose
greasy, nasty, slabs of meat
but they sure are cheap

tivo's recording
the world for me while i work
so i don't miss out

five very short years
changed my whole world forever
a chapter of pain

watching the new snow
admiring it's freedom
so gently it drifts

less desperation
relinquished dreams slowly fade
yet anguish lives on