The virus has had it's worst day ever this weekend. Now, things you really never stopped to notice, such as dew, appears like magic with the slowing of our lives! Each morning the chilly dew clings to pajama bottoms and niggles its way into slippers while letting the pup out. If only he could hold it a bit longer until the dew disappears like magic too!
Dew forms dusk to dawn,
Transformative nature brings
Evaporation
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Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PoetryI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
