The fog is a white shawl
That wraps around trees, 
Fills empty bird nests,
Hides in spaces between 
Strands of barbed wire,
Cuddles fence posts,
Squeezes into mailboxes,
Under farm trucks,
Blankets rolls of waiting hay
In silence and peace.

Published by Elece

I am a photographer and a freelance writer. I write stories, poetry, gift books, and magazine articles––both print and online. Photographing children, places, and especially flowers is my hobby.

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