Some think fog eerie but it is it’s peace that I feel
It shrouds all things that it touches, making it look unreal
The early morning fog comes but usually burns by noon
The evening fog can enter and bring on a sense of doom
I prefer the daytime fog brought on by changing seasons
It’s calmness gives off a quietness for no apparent reason
When fog comes in surrounding the branch as it glistens
Nature seems to come to a stop and watch fast while it listens
Beauty in life can be read in nature from where ever you stand
As the peace of fog moves quietly over the surface of land
Anita Neal
Remember in all that you do to share the kindness that has been shown to you. And if you feel kindness has not been shown then be the first to spread it around and be kind.
For the Love of 
Beautiful! Fog is the essence of quiet
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I really enjoyed this poem.
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Thank you so much. I took that picture this morning when I go home from church. The quietness of the day spoke to me. Thank you for stopping by.
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Beautiful photo, beautiful words! 😊
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Thank you Irene. You know how some pictures just speak to me. It was so quiet when I got home from church and the fog was beautiful on my street.
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Yes, I do. It is a very special gift that God has given to you and for us to enjoy. 😊
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Lovely. I love a warm fog.
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