All About Fog

It obstructs our view.

By Darla M SeelyPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

Fog - stratus cloud

That is resting near the ground.

It obstructs our view.

nature poetry

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Darla M Seely

I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos

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L.I.Eabout a year ago
How lovely ❤️

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It obstructs our view.

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