Swirling Fog
As the fog swirls misty drops touch
Like soft pelting cold rain
A chill fills the air circling all
Roosters' joy can't contain
Songs of the roosters fills the air
Floating over the hills
All birds seem to sleep in pure peace
Then the Mockingbird rills
A stillness of air permeates
An eerie feel lends fear
Is a storm of some kind building
Of just weather change near?
finis'
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
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