Source:  We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Fog ~

The fog came
at sunrise
Shrouding the world
in its cloak of grey…
a comforting mist
settling around the
trees and along
the ground
Clouds you can
reach out and touch
They slip through
your fingers like
the finest silk
Enclosing the world
in a soft blanket
until sun-kissed
the fog rises
revealing jewels
left behind
Sparkling in the
Early Morning sun
Jewels of Mist
riches to behold
as we begin
our day
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie