The gallant sun rays, beaming upon my brow, <br />If only my friends could glance upon me now, <br />The morning dew assembling, atop a small rose, <br />Gathering until the strength of the petal goes, <br />Showering the earth with its clear, shining jewels, <br />Fire ants walk around them, like ignorant fools, <br />Can they not see the beauty in these tears from the sky? , <br />Something compels me to ask them, Why avoid them, why? <br />They are plentiful, an abundance, this much is true, <br />But I believe that does not decrease their hidden value, <br />For each dropp is unique, though it holds the same form, <br />They may vary in temperature, some cold, some warm, <br />Or maybe even in size, for many do grow quite grand, <br />There has to be at least one drop, that suits all your demands, <br />So I implore you to carefully scrutinize every last drop, <br />Every Tom-boyish prospect, every fashion craved fop, <br />For their appearance may be nothing more than a mask, <br />Provided you're up to accepting this task, <br />Un-mask yonder shining jewel! Disrobe its apparal! <br />Grasp that brilliant soul, from the depths of its barrel! <br />If you do not search, you'll never find, <br />That sparkling jewel, you've had in mind, <br />And though I'd like to aid in you're quest, <br />This is you're mission, you're one grand test, <br />In time I know you'll find that special jewel you're searching for, <br />How? From experience my friend, I doubt I need say more.<br /><br />Derrick Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dew-drops-upon-a-rose/
