Acknowledgements
The beauty of the golden dew
when the sun still soft and new
winter morning misty,cold
dewdrops turning grass tips gold
quiver as if giving a nod
acknowledging the grace of God
listen to their whispering talk
in the mid of morning walk
touch them gently,take their scent
those tiny treasures all God sent.
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