Morning Fog

Warm breeze from the sea
Cars are lined up flashing red
The trees bend and sway

Morning fog grey sky
The air blankets you lightly
Mist like tiny cool rain

Music syncopates
The engine as I drive through
To warm sky, blue breeze

Each fog patch entered
New World possibility
Like the book by King

Jaunting to Xlantu
Sound of tires on Cobblestone
Suddenly bright day

More likely to Work
Through the tunnels of Green Hills
The leaves caress me

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