The Mist
After the rain fell
A soft mist hugged the mountain
Like a mother's touch
A quilt over its shoulders
Comfort on a cold damp night.
Caren E. Salas
Day 3 of NOVPAD: Robert Lee Brewer's prompt for this one was a "blanket" poem. I loved how open this one was. It could mean a literal blanket, a blanket statement or even a blanket of mist...
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