RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Dew Drops - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
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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