Fog Reviving
Awaking to painful swollen hands, feet, and legs
Thoughts fill head of what to prepare for breakfast_some eggs?
Go to prepare me some coffee to sit on porch
Just few minutes to linger in God's love before sun scorch
Wonderful foggy morn glad I am not driving
Thick fog could cut with knife for me fog reviving
A golden sun sends beams radiating through fog
Doves coo for a long while other birds chip_no crickets_frogs
Slowly reality sets in my morn begins
Some breakfast has to be prepared life's tasks start once again
Thank you for a time on the porch of peace quiet
To jot down few thoughts before the days noise unquiet
Something called poulter's measure
12/14 syllables per line in rhyming couplets
Inspired by Francine's contest not an entry
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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