Mist In The Morning
By whitedove55
Mist in the morning Silent, eerie Hiding secrets Behind a blanket of white, Slowly rising Releasing it's captive Back to the heavens From whence it came, Earth shining shimmering Awakens the beauty A new day beginning A joy to behold Incredible colour Sights to astound Ever changing, amazing This great land of ours. Written February 26th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 10:00 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Mist in the morning..."