Morning Dew

Silent memories of spring returning.

Morning Dew

sunshine kisses the dew;
the flowers, and dandelion leaves,
sets the birds to singing
as they fly above sycamore and poplar trees.

rain rinses the earth;
the yard, and places I've been.
sets my mind to roaming
and wishing for a gentle spring wind.

fog hugs the valleys;
the trees, and those that want to hide,
inspires early morning dreams
that won't leave until the sun can rise.