In honour of the month of November
Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“I enter the world called real as one enters a mist” Julien Green
Early Morning Mist with a touch of Red
The eerie morning mist
Before the sun has kissed
The clouds a grayish shade
Before the mist will fade
The skies slowly turning into red
Looking forward to the day ahead
Will it be another day filled with sunshine
Or do I rain and cold wind only find?






