Dew Drops Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dew Drops



Gardens of heaven are being seen when I close my eyes,
morning dew drops sitting,
crystallizing in the morning sun,
reflecting beautiful colors not of earth.

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Living Particles

Living in particles of life, never getting to feel all of them,
because there are not enough years to contain them all.
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