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 on 4.28.2019 by Bella L.