Okechukwu’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Dew

When feeble men falter during the day,
Sprawling about the long, quiet way,
Heaven sends down her wetness
Upon the earth’s dry crust,
Adorning the many vegetations
And blessing men’s lives and opinions.

Writing this piece just a few hours before my birthday.

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