Morning Visit Knock. Black suits. Grim looks. Cold eyes. Hands behind their backs. Don’t drink and bet, kids. ~ Spread haiku love:TwitterFacebookMoreTelegramWhatsAppGoogleTumblrRedditEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related One thought on “Morning Visit” Add yours At first it sounded like a funeral, then it didn’t, then, wait a second, and it did again. LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.