Eerie and dark
Where nightmares creep
Ghosts haunt
And the blind seek
As the fog rolls in
A whisper in the way
Rustling of the leaves
Old tired trees sway
The damp air breathes
As the fog rolls in
I could have kept going, but, I only have 5 minutes, and…
Ok, so I’m not much of a poet anymore. However, I do love the view on these mornings over the fields, especially when the fog is caressing the hills. It’s hauntingly romantic. A little eerie and spooky, and very cool. Halloween is coming. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a foggy evening for trick or treating? Muahaha.
Happy haunted dreams! 
