Morning Dew


Wander across a field

in the morning

full of spring grass

and spring flowers

and soon

your shoes and pant-legs

are sopping wet

from the morning dew

like wading in the shallows

like crossing a puddle

when you get to the end

you wring out

two gallons of water

and it all goes back into

the ground

to store for another day

for July.





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