Morning Mist
Wandering through the morning mist my tears mingle with moisture in the air Crying… both of us… Me and Nature There is comfort in the hiding… release hidden by the mist allowing me… allowing my heart… allowing my soul… time to reflect And… Begin to Heal © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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