Whispers . . .

by damommy

My whispers waft

across the land

cloaking everything

from streets to trees

under wispy sheets.

Stealthily,

I wend my way

into

clefts and crannies

with shifting motions

learned of old.

Ethereal,

yet bold,

I stray wherever

it pleases me.

I

am

Fog.

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