Autumn Fog
Remember when it hovered there,
Skimming the brutal ground?
A translucent veil - Never blocking the sun,
But softening its glow.
It parted when we passed,
Mist retreating to our little sides.
We pretended we were spirits
Lost in the places spirits go -
Wading through the heavens,
Worlds deep in tangled fantasy.
Until reality eroded our game,
Melting the clouds away.
But I was never sad - no,
Never sad when it cleared,
For it revealed majestic Autumn -
Quietly perfect, much like you.
And every year I wade through fog,
Tears falling with the leaves,
And think of you.
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