***The Dew Necta***

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

***The Dew Necta***

Gourmet Chana 

***The Dew Nectar…

Bud had struggled overnight 

It had been in a constant fight 

To break open it’s soft crust 

Petals needed a giggle burst.

Under the morning star sky 

Dew is ready to descend by

To kiss bud’s half cracked lips 

To free it from the caging strips.

The touch of the dew nectar

Turns the bud into a full flower.

Laughing petals and sepals 

Bathe in the refreshing shower.

Flower’s beauty is at the prime 

It’s fragrance is exquisitely fine 

Throughout the garden at dawn 

Birds sing about its glory divine.

GMC@kkp

Gourmet  Chana

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh