I like to think that Fog

Is what happens when

A little cloud

Gets

Tired

They settle down

Slowly lowering

As their energy

Runs

Out

Right up

Until the day

That they lay

On a busy road

Or a gentle field

Where a nap

Seems

Comfortable

Every little cloud

Needs a nap

Some

days

Every tired cloud

Slowly gets lighter

Until they

Can drift

Away

Sleepy

Yawning

Tired

Little

Clouds

Snuggling together

Down in the valley

Baby clouds

Rest

Their tiny

Little eyes

How long

Until the wake

And decide

To

Rise?

*Written 4/27/2019