Thorns and Dew

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   Posted June 21, 2025 at 6:55 am | Permalink

   Thorns and dew ;

   Quiet and still
   Early Morning
   Fog and dew
   Not a carpet
   Not a veil
   Maybe a chemise
   Gently does it
   Droplets hang crystal
   From every petal
   Every leaf and thorn
   Moist and breathing
   Can only see
   Forty foot ahead
   So I float and swim
   With and throughout
   The care and love
   I am surrounded
   Moist kisses
   And a real sense of
   Belonging.
   Anthony Mc Gann
   21/6/25. 04:24.