A Dewdrop Mirror

I hopped down from the porch edge into the soft garden mulch this morning. A cluster of scalloped clover leaves caught my eye, each cradling a perfect, trembling sphere of dew. I crept closer, pausing to let my paws press gently into the damp earth. When I leaned forward to peek, the clear droplet reflected the entire pale morning sky and the tall pine tops behind me. I reached out one paw very, very softly to nudge the stem, watching the water bead wobble in rhythm before settling safely in the green cup. Guys put in the comments if she is cute this is me:🥹🥹😊🥰 Do you like it?