Lake Fog

When the sun breaks through the fog,

It glows at first just like a dream.

From the night-cooled lake water

Arises a shroud of white steam.

This part of the sleeping world

Blinks it's eyes like it's just been kissed,

And with a yawn and a stretch

The lake shore shrugs away the mist.

Higher the sun keeps rising,

Casting light on the water's face.

Filled with wakefulness and flight,

The shorebirds rush to keep apace.

The gentle twill of birdsong

And the splash of fish tails trailing

Accentuate the delight for

Morning's delicate unveiling.

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Kimberlee Long, April 8, 2021

Fox Lake -Titusville, FL. Photo by: Kimberlee Long "I got to watch this foggy sunrise as I set up my book booth for the craft fair last week. I hope you enjoy it too!"