With fresh eyes
   In the morning light,
I see the fog blanket
  was laid last night.

Gently laid to
   cover cattails
      and fallen logs
to hide the pond
   from moon and stars.

Laid so mice and frog
   could rest
till daylight’s flame
   would light the match
      to show us
         the rested tract.

About Mary Herbert

I am a gentle listener, a woman of few words. My journey through life has been a spiritual one, as well as a physical one. My daughter, Katie, and I thought it would be interesting to combine some of our giftings/talents in a blog and see what happens. Let us know what you think!

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