Morning Dew
This morning I saw a crystal dew
Oh! My darling, was that really you?
With color of joy and boundless hue
I looked around to find you.
While searching you singing a rhyme
All of a sudden I hear the chime
In every day at every time
My thought paints you as of mine.
Morning sprinkles color in my eye
Drops of color that I need to cry
My tear turns into morning dew
In my sky I finish painting you.
It appears as if you are here
When it wakes up with a drop of tear
Awaken Morning whispers in my ear
Tells me (Huma) for you I am always there.
29th July, 2007
Tallahassee, 9.56 am
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