Winters Blue Fog Light

Early morning
This time of year
Blue light fog
Fills the air

Chills your soul
Down to the bone
Summer birds
All have flown

Autumn's pageant
Now has passed
Colored foliage
Never lasts

There is beauty
In this light
Days are short
Long is night

Trees reveal
Their winter tones
Showing off
Their Skeleton Bones

See the moon
Night winter light
Beaming through
This cold fog light

Yet I've learned
About each season
And the Logic that
Has it's reason

Try to find
Some quiet time
Contemplate
This Winter Rhyme

Go outside
Look around
Subtle beauty
Will astound

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