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Weary blades bowed from the weight of
Wet diamonds that dusted the lawn,
Each facet facing heavenward
Mirroring the grey of the newborn morn.
A line of tracks told the story
Of an early adventurer up with the dawn
Where the dew lay disturbed in the shape of
Figure eights grown fat in the middle.
"Here's a fine fellow," I thought,
"Though backwards walking, his footprints lead to
My own door. Dare I say
I must have missed him on my way out."
Wet diamonds that dusted the lawn,
Each facet facing heavenward
Mirroring the grey of the newborn morn.
A line of tracks told the story
Of an early adventurer up with the dawn
Where the dew lay disturbed in the shape of
Figure eights grown fat in the middle.
"Here's a fine fellow," I thought,
"Though backwards walking, his footprints lead to
My own door. Dare I say
I must have missed him on my way out."
Sometimes it is worth the wet shoes to walk in the morning dew.
© 2009 - 2024 thegypsy-v1
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This is so pretty! 
The very first line made me think it was something completely different, and then the 2nd line clarifies, and it makes such a pretty pretty image.
It's so pleasant, and so artsy, your imagery is divine. If you had critique available I'd hand you a 5.
The very first line made me think it was something completely different, and then the 2nd line clarifies, and it makes such a pretty pretty image.It's so pleasant, and so artsy, your imagery is divine. If you had critique available I'd hand you a 5.