Fog is an eerie shroud of mist

closing in around you.

Fog is a thick blanket,

covering the morning dew

Fog is a silent predator,

Carefully stalking its prey.

Fog isolates you,

Makes you alone,

And before long you are swept away.

~HSJO~

Birds chirp, a wake up call

To a world bathed in sunshine

A perfect day, buzzing with excitement.

The grass is green, trees swaying in the breeze,

Then the fog comes in.

Creeping slowly, not making a sound

Slowly, little by little, all goes quiet.

Birds cease to talk, and all of a sudden, the fog has arrived,

Without anyone noticing.

But the eerie silence, in a way, is just as beautiful as before

~HSJO~