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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Dropping Of The Dew
[time] => 2012-01-09 07:09:21
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[bodytext] => Light creeping up so slowly morning mist upon the lawn. Heat will soon dispell it, all too soon it will be gone. In these, my morning moments I stand still and just enjoy. God dropping dew upon the roses, and with wisdom does employ. Lavender on his paintbrush like a poet with his ink, He dips his brush so softly in a subtle shade of pink. Sun arises oh so slowly bringing gold my eyes have sought. It blends the pinks and oranges turns the sky to apricot. It is silent morning music that ascends upon the land. God directs the orchestra by a waving of His hand. He has colors by the millions Every shade and subtle hue. Beginning every morning with the dropping of the dew. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 139 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ever1der [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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