Summer's Ebb

The morning sky now blushes pink
As softly blossoms dawn,
The fairies wake,
And gently shake,
The dew drops o'er the lawn.
They sparkle jewels on each leaf,
Hang diamonds upon web,
This chilly morn,
They do adorn
With frost, the summer's ebb.
~Lavinia Stamps~
Many thanks for the stars and hearts yesterday. I'll pass the love on to my mother and nephew.