Fog Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr
Fog
Fog
It creeps across the grass at night
You can't even look at the lights.
Thick as soup without a pot.
You can not see the tree top.
Buildings to conceal from sight.
A foggy night with a strange sight.
You don't want to go out for fear of frighting.
What could this fog bring tonight
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fog
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