Dewdrops on grass

`
Winter and dawn.

And a droplet of dew,

Silent.

Clasps

Onto a rugged blade of grass.

Naive, I exclaim,

"How lovely the droplet.

How rugged the blade of grass."

You smile,

"Every drop of morning dew

Needs her grass to settle down,

And every weathered grass aspires

A moistened jewel in his crown.

Behold the lovely pair."

`

Pilani, RJ,

February, 2005