The Morning Mist

The morning began with the cold haze,

The dew water droplets that form on the grass,

The low cloud drifting,

Fog builds up in the mountains,

The lake begins to fade,

The view fogs up,

The cold shivers,

The gentle touch,

I am caught up in the mist,

The sky, the mountains, the lake I seem to be lost among them…

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I love how it sounds (how you’ve put the words together). And how it looks, and by that I mean the picture you’re describing. You did such a good job the reader can see and feel what’s happening

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creativeenvision on July 17, 2020 at 9:49 pm said:

Thank you so much for the kind words. I am glad you liked it and could relate to it. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.

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- Phil Wayne on July 17, 2020 at 10:01 pm said:
  
  My pleasure 😉
  
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  - creativeenvision on July 18, 2020 at 7:49 am said:
    
    🙂🙂
    
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