Sometimes I loose my blog. I don't know which one of us runs away, but it happens more than I'd like to admit. But today; so thick is the fog that the outside world has been caught in a pearl, and I found my blog.
FOG by Carl Sandburg
The fog comes |
on little cat feet. |
It sits looking |
over harbor and city |
on silent haunches |
and then moves on pretty picture bySektordua |
Glad you found it! Hope you enjoy it!
ReplyDeleteIt's very easy to lose one's blog, it happens to me of occasion too. Thankfully it's (nearly) always there when I come back.
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