lilah9
- Oct 23
- 1 min read

Morning Dew

Isn't it lovely,

When you wake before dawn

To the muffled sound of little cat feet

Of raindrops pattering on the ground

Then, rising, you walk through the woods

Where stars hang upon each bow

and shaking them, you bring them falling down

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