Treasure Island

Brenda Arroyo

(6/10/1992 / Modesto CA)

Sometime in May,


Mercy falls like morning dew on newborn rose buds,
Not really falling at all…
Just forming.
Appearing as liquid dust,
Barely making a stand,
As the sun bursts its golden rays to dry up what is left of Mother Nature’s nurturing Kiss.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Edited: Thursday, March 11, 2010
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