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Dawn
by Julie Adamsyou are creativity
in first bloom
lush, lean, moist,
in the glittering dew
of your sacred hour
petals swoon
one ray at a time
your radiance appears
flushed in a meadow
of poppies
dawn has nothing on you 01/05/2002 Posted on 01/05/2002
Copyright © 2024 Julie Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tom Goss on 03/27/06 at 05:22 PM A sparse, sparkling tribute, like morning sun it draws visceral stretches from spring flowers. |
| Posted by Michael Smith on 01/23/10 at 10:40 PM This was on someone's favorites list, apparently, and it is much deserved to be there. Whoever is on the receiving end of your beautiful tributes is a very lucky person indeed. Thanks!
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