In the mist

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Tuesday 13th June 

In the mist, a world obscuring
Shrouded in a cloak of grey
Humid fingers softly curling
Descending upon the day
This place, a canvas painted faint
With muted hues of grey and white
Shapes dissolve, their edges quaint
Lost in this opalescent light

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Yellow roses in the garden
Cloudy and grey again
Very misty indeed
Still quite busy, though
Porthmeor Beach with mist swirling over the Island
Man’s Head with Clodgy beyond

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