Will I Hear Dew? Poem by Mark Heathcote

Will I hear dew?
Will I hear dew?
Will I hear; the dew falling?
Will I hear her, hearts rise and fall?
Will I hear her silence?
Will I hear you slip off your glass shoe
Will I hear her, hearts echo, in the hall?
When, you're not even, there at all.
Will I hear her laughter's tremor
And recall your sullen temper
Will I hear dew?
Will I hear dew?
Will I hear; the dew falling?
When I'm lying right beside you
Shoulder to shoulder right next to you.
Will I hear dew?
Will I hear dew?
Will I feel the dew falling cloying?