The morning fog
- White and dense -
Comes creeping in
Through the garden fence.
Over the grass,
Over the lane,
All the way -
To my window pane.
Gone is our garden,
With the old oak tree;
A sea of white
Is all I see.
In my imagination,
My bed is a boat.
I open the window,
And I go afloat.
Smoothly I sail
On the foggy sea -
With my doll and my teddy
For company.
I am the captain,
They are my crew.
We're headed for a land -
No one ever knew.
The sea is calm,
All is going well.
The life of an explorer
Is really swell.
But then, just as I see
My destination loom,
Out comes the sun -
And I'm shipwrecked in my room!
An Adventure On A Foggy Morning
Giving feedback on published poems is much more fun than trying to scroll through them looking for gems like this. Well done. Love it! Great rhyming. I can picture this as a children's book...
Morning Fog
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2020 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Bettina Van Vaerenbergh lives in Belgium, a small country in Europe. She and her husband are happily married. They have one grown daughter, and they share their home with an adorable poodle. Her passions are Jesus, cooking great food, long nature walks, Belgian chocolate, and reading and writing poetry. She’d love to touch other people with her...