early morning dew
pink roses sweet tender leaves
each drop sparkling.......
within each dew drop
your scent over comes my soul
sweetness cover me........
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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1 comment:
Who can resist bedewed roses?
:-)
Non-Dewy Grasses
Gasping Grass
Nuzzling
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