As the sun begins to rise, and the world awakens anew, the morning dew on the grass, glimmers like diamonds in the dew. The sunlight dances through the trees, and the world is bathed in light, as the dewdrops glisten and gleam, in the soft and hazy light. The air is crisp and fresh, as the morning dew begins to dry, and the world comes alive once more, with the promise of a new day nigh. Oh morning dew, how you do shine, in the rising sun’s first light, a symbol of hope and renewal, a promise of a day so bright.