I just sat there

Pen poised
Thoughts paused
Mind a rest
Staring at the fog

Twas a wintery morn
With quiescent seas
Vitreous sunshine
And Unstirring winds

Silence prevailed
Loud and clear
Cept for bird songs
and the occasional cheer

Twas all quiet
All around
All within

Twas a perfect morn
A good day
With smiles alit

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