Foggy Mornings

Of foggy mornings

And cold climes,

Of steaming cups,

And shivering hands…

Of chirping birds,

And resting feet,

Of growing plants,

And savoring sweet.

A dream so beloved,

Of alluring sands,

A home so desired,

On distant lands.

A life so claimed,

For peace of mind,

A bliss so deserved,

For your loving kind.

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