In Love With A Dew Drop
On a lonely leaf in a distant meadow under the rising dawn a little dew was born Glazing in the light Swaying in the wind a beautiful droplet a marvel to the eye Like all things miraculous the ephemeral life of magic as the dawn moves on it takes the dew with it Spreading herself in the world around as she rises towards the sky she looks at me with hopeful eyes a promise to return from up high.