Dew Drops Of Ideas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Striding steadily into new horizons, heart beating with
the excitement of learning and discovering what lies
beyond.

Innocent, pure and naïve thoughts being given a chance
to open and fall like blossoms of roses up in heaven.

Dew drops full of ideas continually beginning in rhythms
of melodies.

A never-ending repertoire of enchanting, tantalizing images, appearing gently, rising within so very softly.