Dew Drop
I lay my head doon
upon the cool red earth
in the distant, the lights o toon
but they offer nay warmth
Surroonded by darkness
and glow o', campfire burning
in this isolation and loneliness
o my desert, dreaming
Come dawn ray
kookaburra singing
as the sun shines on my face
I see a dew drop, glistening
poem by John Mcleish
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