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Dew drops

The dew

Sparkling on the leaves

That hang on the tree

Which stands in the wood

That lies over yonder

Makes the leaves glint

And the trees sparkle

It touches the bird

Who gives a loud cackle

 

It beautifies the scene

Is worthy of being seen

A lovely pearl-drop

It is – and has been

 

A lone tear drop

With a long heaved sigh

Aware of the fact

That it was born to die

 

Everlasting joy

Inspite of its transience

The dew does provide

By a feat of endurance

 

The joy of the flower

Which melts in the dawn

Is the lovely dew-drop

On the flowers in the lawn