Thursday Poetry

Dawn

Grass heavy with the morning dew
Leave tale tell signs of her passing
Stirring the thick mists
Hanging just above the ground.

Early morning dawn breaks
Through the low hanging branches
Soft light across the meadow
Dew drops sparkling.

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