Mornings Due

Mornings Due

Something lingers silently in winds,
Carrying Nature's true beauty.
Through particles or raindrops,
It will fill my senses.
Brush upon my cheek,
Tickle my nose.
Sniffing at
Morning's
dew.

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Note: The end and the title are suppose to have two different meanings. 'Due' and 'Dew' was just me having fun with words :).