Morning Dew Silence
Oh how lovely it would be,
To sit under a tree with thee;
Content to be next to you,
To linger in the morning dew;
Peacefulness I can’t resist,
To share the silence of the mist;
Just to feel your presence near,
To know in mind and soul you’re here;
It’s nice to know that you might,
Even enjoy and take delight;
In simplicity and ease,
One obtains sitting under trees;
It’s easy for me to see,
Together there’d be empathy;
We can sense all that’s around,
Together not making a sound;
Leaves rustle, birds chirp, hearts beat,
Our morning dew silence is sweet.
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