I have seen the dews go down on misty cold mornings..
The little pearls lose their sheen and merge with the humus..
I have seen them struggle for a lfe thats their own ..
Glorious, sparklin and shiny..
A little moment of unparalleled beauty of innocence ...
Struggling to stay on a attachment free leaf..
Quiverring at the state beyond and fearing...
Reflectin the sun back at the ground..
Pleading not to take me in...
I have seen the surface break into a blob of water..
I have seen them falling into the ground rot...
Pleading , crying and beggin for that extra moment of life..
Till they become just another blob of water on the ground..
Faceless , horrific and mundane...
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