A Touch of Fog

There’s a touch of fog
in the valley this mornin’.
Soft and light
just enough
to soften the edges…

It brings a wash of peace
to my harried spirit
and I don’t quite know why…

As the sun breaks through
and a hint of blue appears
the fog
slowly fades away.

But not before
it begins to restore
my soul…

Thanks Lord.
I needed that…


Betty J. Newman ©2001