It is 7 am
And the world awakes.
There’s dew in the
morning
covering the world.
Every tip of the
serrated
Wild strawberry
leaves is gilded
With a morning’s
tear;
The crown of each
green
Blueberry clutches
A single dewdrop.
The carpet of moss is
softened
By the morning’s
mist.
Small spider webs in
the
Lawn hold pearls of liquid
gems,
Outlining their
maker’s artistry.
New birch leaves
Are never greener.
Miniature panes of
mica in
The granite underfoot
Hold a special sheen;
The world is brighter
When there is
Dew in the morning.
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edited January 4, 2016
Dew in the Morning – Resurrection – v3
(editing original again)
edited January 4, 2016
Dew in the Morning – v3
(editing original again)
edited December 23, 2015
Dew in the Morning – Resurrection – v2
edited December 19, 2015
Dew in the Morning – v2
Edits started 2/7/04 15:12 - 15:18
Edits 2/10/04
17:45 – 18:15
Written June
18, 2000
Dew in the Morning – Resurrection
posted February 10, 2004
Written June 18, 2000, over the course of the day
Dew in the Morning
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