Sunday, May 1, 2011

Morning Dew

Morning sun filters through heavy cracks in the tired, weathered gray fence. Morning dewdrops dance like brilliant jewels in the bright sunlight weighing heavily on tender, spring leaves. Tiny droplets roll downward, nervously darting this way and that, bumping and drifting into other droplets, forming thick beaded strands until eventually they roll off and disappear into the thirsty red mulch.

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