Source: Unknown

Source: Unknown

Fog …

On this last day of

February – a leap day

the fog slid in quietly

not on little cat feet

as Frost tells us

but…

as ghosts floating

among the skeletal trees

 

This February leap day

began with a wide open

expanse of a stars in a

deep purple velvet sky

A heavy dew dripping

from the eaves like a

unseen spring rain

 

In the light of day

the ghosts arrive and

hide what I know will

be a spectacular blue

sky day … warm and

inviting us all outside

 

Days like this are the

true jewels of spring

hiding a surprise

of the day that will

be appreciated more

as the sun breaks through …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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