Fog Old Or New
Fog as new as this charcoal gray day
Or is it really old
Like damp, dirty wool fluffed upon
Pines, if only it were gold
Luscious verdant leaves of spring muted
Yet dampnes has a part
In life's cycle, the nature of earth
It has from the very start
Did man in the garden of eden
Live saturated in damp
Or was there perfect conditions
Where he could stomp and ramp
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