Tonight, we say goodbye
to the past, which long ago
left us without a word
A senryu for the New Year
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Tonight, we say goodbye
to the past, which long ago
left us without a word
The winter has fled
To the hollows of the fields
Biding its sweet time
Waiting for June
Below the winter sun
A very slow fly
Winter refuses
To let February rain
Wash away the cold
The sun is a joke
These January mornings
Broken promises