Dancing dandelions, drowsy dreams,
Delicate dewdrops, dawn's dazzling deeds.
Dappled deer darting, dainty, deft,
Deep down dales, deserted, divest.
Daring dragonflies, dipping, diving,
Dreary dusk descends, day's depriving.
Dainty damselflies, darting delight,
Delve deeper, discover dark's dulcet detrite.
Dwell, dear dreamer, dare, delve,
Diverse dimensions, distant dells.
Dance, dear dancer, defy dusk's dark,
Delight, delight, dawning depart.
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M Dannenfelser
Married Midwesterner who loves reading, writing, and cats.
Part-time daydreamer, full-time nerd.
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