When The World Mists Over Poem by Terence George Craddock

mist creeps down from my mountains
rain creeps in from near offshore sea;
this rain will fall continuous last days
rain wet soon the world will be;

rain wet sealed in grey soon sight
world will blanketed be to the eye;
bid farewell to a clear autumn sky
days of cold rain with teeth will bite;

mist creeps down from my mountains
rain creeps in from near offshore sea;
this rain will fall continuous last days
rain wet soon the world will dripping be;


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