In my old home
which I forsook, the cherries
are in bloom
A bush warbler comes:
all muddy are the feet he wipes
upon the blooming plums.
Issa (1762-1826) inserts humor and humanity into his haiku that I find very comforting and appealing.
I hope you enjoy these as much as I have, I found them in an ancient looking little book from the library called An Introduction to Haiku.