And the Dew Drops sing their Song

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Childrens Poetry

angels 'neath the moonlight dancing

trails of silver clouds entrancing

sunlight's furthest beams are glancing

fingertips of night are grasping

sleepers dreams of everlasting



and the dreamer wakes to see them

just to find that they who dreamed him

slipped away and now are gone

slipped away into the dawn

and the dew drops sing their song

          ~Not My Own, written by Brian~

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