
Dewdrops on the morn
Soft, crystal footsteps,
Treading over yesterday’s dreams…
The kite fluttered with the leaves,
unaware of the skies ; when autumn came,

the leaves died and the kite soared-
A fresh lease of life…

Dewdrops on the morn
Soft, crystal footsteps,
Treading over yesterday’s dreams…
The kite fluttered with the leaves,
unaware of the skies ; when autumn came,

the leaves died and the kite soared-
A fresh lease of life…