Not de-mist-ified

Oh sun, sun Where is it you’ve gone? The forecast Promised you all day long!

But as it was We could hardly see Because all day It remained so foggy

Though quite pretty It seemed in some ways All misty, white A cold, watery haze

We have also Not actually lost All of the Pretty, icy, white frost

However, we Sadly can’t help but lose In this thick fog All of our long range views

Yes, all today The dense fog did not lift There was no sun That might have helped it shift

January 2023 © Mary Deaves