JOSIE'S POEMS 

Seasons and Weather Poems

By Josie Whitehead

 

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A FOGGY DAY

By Josie Whitehead

Foggy Day (A)

Whilst you and I were sleeping 
   And before the break of day,
A cunning thief stole upon us
  And snatched the sun away.

He left instead wet mist and fog
  That clung to hedge and tree;
A cloud, a shroud of clinging haze
   To hide the things we see.

Its wave of mist engulfed us all 
    In dripping wreathes of gloom.
The only place it couldn’t creep
    Was in the living room.    

But when the thief observed our grief,
    He must have felt some shame,
So he brought the sunshine back again,
       For HE didn't want the blame.


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