Dear the dewdrop last night
Thank you for giving a kiss
So fresh and pure on the roses’ cheeks
That I woke up to a velvet yard
The dewdrop told me a tale
Last night a rose felt back to ground
The last thing she said was this:
“Where my scent goes when I’m not around?”
The dewdrop, oh dear, made a promise
“I’ll take your scent to the rainbow
Under the sun, hidden in mist
Amongst the clouds, above all the winds.”
Time goes by
The dewdrop has faded away
Time goes by
I never know if he found a way.
(04/28/2015)
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