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Butterfly poetry collection

Appreciate the delicate beauty and fleeting moments in our dewdrop poem collection.

A varied collection of poems gathered around this subject, with space for different voices, images, and moods.

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01

Sky

Morning’s Kiss

Your touch, a gentle bead,
Dewdrop's charm, nature's creed.
In every dawn, in every ray,
You bring sparkle, start the day.
Through your shimmer, light does play,
In your glow, joy's display.

02

Sky

Nature’s Tear

Your form, a crystal clear,
Dewdrop's grace, morning's cheer.
In every leaf, in every bloom,
You bring freshness, banish gloom.
Through your presence, calm is found,
In your drop, life's unbound.

03

Sky

Silent Pearl

Your bead, a silent fall,
Dewdrop's gift, nature's call.
In every blade, in every flower,
You bring purity, morning's hour.
Through your drop, worlds arise,
In your glint, nature's prize.

04

Sky

Dewdrop's Dance:

Dewdrops bright on morning's blade,
In their shimmer, joy is made.
From leaf to petal, a gentle kiss,
Dewdrops, nature's bliss.
In every drop, a world does lie,
Dewdrops, 'neath the sky.
With morning light, they sparkle clear,
Dewdrops, always near.
In every breeze, they gently sway,
Dewdrops, start the day.
With every dawn, a tale they spin,
Dewdrops, where dreams begin.

05

Sky

Morning's Jest:

Dewdrops rest on grass so green,
In the morning's gentle sheen.
From night to day, a journey small,
Dewdrops, we recall.
In every sparkle, a joy we find,
Dewdrops, gentle and kind.
With every ray, they shine so bright,
Dewdrops, morning's light.

06

Sky

Morning’s Jewel:

In the dawn, where light does creep,
Dewdrops wake from night's deep sleep.
Tiny jewels on petals rest,
Morning's gift, nature's best.
Each dewdrop holds the sun's first kiss,
A moment of pure, simple bliss.
On blades of grass, they shimmer bright,
Reflecting dawn's tender light.
Fragile beads in morning's hush,
Dewdrops blush in nature's brush.
A fleeting beauty, soft and clear,
Dewdrops bring the morning near.
In their presence, peace is found,
Dewdrops grace the silent ground.
Nature's tears of joy and grace,
Dewdrops, morning's gentle trace.

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