Dewdrops

[Luna Arjuna]

When a dewdrop settles itself delicately upon a spiders web, O, what a sight, O, what a delight

Tis a cold and damp old morning and as the sun does wake, all I see around is a low mist floating upon the meadows. And there glistening in the early sunlight, o’er the Ivy and o’er the ground are dewdrops

O’er the misty morning meadows
Is where ye shall see
Dewdrops glistening
As they hang from a tree
Settled on a spiders web
Oh, how magical they be

When dew drops are found, some say tis the Faery folk, who have been out at night spinning and weaving the drops of dew upon the spindles of the spiders webs

Some do say that dew drops are tears that have fallen from the stars at night

Written by Athey Thompson
Picture take by Athey

[Carmen Elsa Irarragorri-Wyland]

So beautiful!

Thanks, Luna!

[MARGARIDA MARIA MADRUGA]

Anyway it's always beautiful.