Chill Morning Mist Poem by Phil Soar

Chill Morning Mist



I witnessed the mist passing over the stream
And drifting across fields of endless green
Its course never ending and chilled by the night
Waiting for morning and the suns warming light

Thursday, October 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,nature,seasons
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