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