Walking through the early dew,
bare toes in Tevas showering
with night-wrung water
lying cool in morning shadows.
Great blue sky arcing wide,
streaked like watercolor flowing,
long white cirrus feathers reaching
as if Morning might be stretching,
and inviting you to come and dance
while both of you
still have your cool.
© John Womack, 2009, All rights reserved.
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