Morning Dew
Ebony, the darkest black
Hiding all and can’t look back
Reaching out to close the door
The darkness beckons even more
But lo the light begins to shine
Illuminating every line
Then what was hidden comes in view
The beauty hidden in the dew
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2016
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