A Foggy Morning In Portsmouth Town - Poem by David Harris
Woke up this morning to find
a blanket of fog all around.
Some small lights were visible
in a landscape near invisible.
People that were walking on the ground
were swallowed up by the fog around
on a foggy morning in Portsmouth town.
28 January 2008
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