Idle Dragon
ale drinker, beer poet and chocoholic who crochets
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Wednesday 12 March 2014
Fog
Opaque rolling fog creeps in.
It covers the hills,
Fills the vales.
Smothers the buildings
And muffles the wails
Until only still silence prevails.
Then the sun burns it away,
And it becomes another normal, glorious day! 12th March 2014
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