Diana Webb

Bedtime Whisper 

over the moon 
a smidgen of cloud
turns butterfly 
from mouth to mouth 
a wind-quivered wing 

She draws the outline of a smiley face on the misted pane. Could this be the sun as he beams at the face in the sky? The start of a lunar dance perhaps? 

---

About the Author

Diana Webb edits the Time Haiku journal and runs a haiku group in Leatherhead, Surrey, England, where she lives. She enjoys running haibun workshops.