Fog-

diaphanous,

yet opaque,

You’re grey, and blue,

And silver, too.

Your misty fingers swirl

Upward, sky-bound.

Over mountain tops,

You dance on tippy-toes.

Your veils swish

Like curtains

In the breeze.

Your curlicue antics

Amuse me, soothe me.

Come back soon.

 

© By Nancy (hhnancy@verizon.net)

 

 

 

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True Love

Ode To 2005

The Hat And The Rose

You Don't Look Like Me

Rainbows In Your Dream

Squanto

A Day In The Park

Captain Of My Ship





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