Remember how I bought my friend that amber necklace for her birthday? It begs for an accompanying haiku. Can I get your feedback on it? This recalls one of my favorite memories of her. We were skiing one bluebird day (cloudless, azure sky). The air was crisp. The powder was deep. She was just beaming in her braids.
like captured sunshine
with your beauty, warmth and light
amber, in pigtails
Is it OK, or should I keep polishing?