I encountered this tall grass on my walk today. It was in one of those little sidewalk gardens situated directly in front of the owners home. On this bright, sunny day, the coolness was a reminder that autumn wore a chill. The gray had finally moved on.
Morning dew Hugs grass at the break of dawn Sparkling The colors of twilight Patiently awaits the rising of the sun After dazzling by moonlight Like a wayward lover It’s moved on to the dawn Reflection of tiny creatures Momentary As the sun rises She is sated And can no longer be – Morning dew
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