What Am I

What Am I 
April 22, 2019 
RobertBenThoughts.Blogspot.com 


You heard the birds
as they sing outside.
They are not alone
You can see me from inside.
What am I? 

I love being there
In the still of the morn.
You miss my beauty and
I feel forlorn.
What am I?

The sun shines on me
It feels so good,
Come share with me 
I get lonely too.
What am I?

You cannot get around me 
But I’ll let you through.
It will soon be over
Look for the blue.
What am I?

Made a movie about me
So long ago,
It wasn’t nice and 
Was so untrue.
What am I?

Best view of me
Is from mountain top high.
You look down on me,
My beauty you can’t deny.
What am I?

Enjoy me for now
As the sun won’t let me lay.
Don’t worry my friends
I’ll be back another day.
I am the Fog.
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M  Avatar
January 28, 2022 at 10:17 AM
Cleverly written Robert….enjoyed Debx
Kulkarni Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 11:18 AM
Nicely expressed!
Mchattie Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 9:11 PM
Well done. I live my entire life in a fog. Have a great day.
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