Mist today is effervescent
It lurks during the morn
This marks the end of renewal
And slowly tucks green to sleep
The Mist softly heralds in
A painted landscape
And the smell of falling blades
The straw now bowed
To the slight sent of cold
As the Mist clambers up and down
To bed in the deepest valleys
Finally blanketing
And settling on the landscape
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 2:11 PM UTC
Mist today is effervescent
It lurks during the morn
This marks the end of renewal
And slowly tucks green to sleep
The Mist softly heralds in
A painted landscape
And the smell of falling blades
The straw now bowed
To the slight sent of cold
As the Mist clambers up and down
To bed in the deepest valleys
Finally blanketing
And settling on the landscape
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