Mist
Creeping over hills
and sliding into valleys…
What hides in the mist?
– another golden oldie that I’m posting for the fun of it.
Creeping over hills
and sliding into valleys…
What hides in the mist?
– another golden oldie that I’m posting for the fun of it.
The morning fog clears, leaving a gray afternoon like all the others.
The morning fog clears leaving a gray afternoon like all the others.