Birth Of Dew Read Count : 4

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Oh yield, to the beautiful morn...


Looking at the skys on the day you were born...


Condensation from the cool air, created by the sun...


Riding down the leaves on you flowery buds, in the sweet early Spring...


How I have waited for your return through a season's frigid sleep...


Winter has once again left this land, and flowers and I shall finally meet...

Comments

  • Feb 09, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Great poem-lovely lmages🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Feb 09, 2019

  • Feb 09, 2019

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