It rolled in three days ago,
Burning off by day,
Then descending again at night.
It thickens with each passing hour,
As if to slowly wrap its arms around us —
Making its presence felt.
Fog horns signal in the distance
And my young one imitates the sound
As I teach her of its importance to the ships at sea.
I love living near the ocean;
It brings back lovely memories of my childhood —
Memories I wish surfaced more often.
And to think I tried desperately to get a home elsewhere,
But the deal fell through.
God works in mysterious ways!
I am in awe of HIS mighty wisdom.
I am so glad HE loves me — even through the Fog.
*Originally published May 2015
Contents written: May 13 2015 | Edited: May 17 2015 | Copyright © 2015 Moylom Enterprises