Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Wet Foggy Winter

Stars were hidden

Moon without light

Chilly was the aroma

When I said goodnight

Pitch dark was the sky



It's morning again

I stepped outside

Only to see all white.



Fresh dew drops

Casing the earth

Spread its arms

Drizzling on leaves



I step ahead

I see only a few more steps

All I see is fog

A huge white cloud



Red nose, pink cheeks

Ears in warm hood

Hands in pocket

I had my morning walk

Enjoying the wet foggy winter...

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