THE DEATH OF A DEW DROP

The sunrises, as morning breathe sighs with relief
the night sheds its gleam
a shimmer has been seen
a glassy reflection
a tear from morning sunlight
as the beam of moonlight begins to dim
a cup of stars to end the night

This is a rare moment in time
when a dew drop is born it has only a nick of time
it’s life never lasts but for one breath and then it die’s
leaving nothing but a shine and sometimes a stain
though it will be back to take another breath
when moonlit stars begin to dim
and sunlight beams in the sky
these are the times
when the morning steals the spotlight

About Amanda Shelton

I write, and I do digital art. My life is never too boring, I think too much for my life to be nothing but interesting. I always put myself into my writing, so if you want to know how I think then just read my poetry, and short stories. Also I am brutally honest, and I love everyone unconditionally. No one is a stranger to me, I will treat you like I treat everyone else, like family.
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