A Cold Winters' Day
The fog arrayed in a dark ash gray,
on this cold winters' day.
I was in dismay,
as I looked at the cemetery,
all the fog in different colors' of gray,
then in the fog I noticed,
dead people walking around,
as if puppets on display,
A HOLE IN THE FOG,
allowed them,
to come at bay and play,
then to my dismay,
they all faded away,
in the dark ash gray,
not to be seen,
in the light of day....
By starstruck13
© 2008 starstruck13
(All rights reserved)
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