I see in morning dewdrops
and see that they are singing
Their tones be listen can not
but can see in this morning.
Dewdrops's life is very short
but beautiful and so living
They are proud of them a lot
and sing about all passing:
They sing about cars
They sing about bycicles.
They sing about beautiful girls
They sing about poor men.
They sing about trees
They sing about leaves.
They sing about the sun
They sing about heaven.
They sing about tears
They sing about smiles
They sing about life.
They sing about all they see
They sing because they are happy.
I see in morning dewdrops
and see that they are singing
And startle because they start
singing about me in this morning.
We know that morning dewdrops are singing, but can't heard. We only can see what they sing about.
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Dew drops that fall on the ground is very refreshing. Your poem is very refreshing and positive. Enjoyed your write. Keep it up!