K.C. Cox
Walking In The Fog
Walking in the fog
One of my favorite things
Almost like catching glimpses
Of a million angel wings
A mystical, magical feeling
Envelopes the senses and the heart
Images of castles standing stately
And Knights in armor do impart
The howling calling of the beast
That falls in unknown lair
Imagined as in fairy tales
But only if you dare
The white steed crosses unseen streams
The fog it tricks the eye
The wonder of the veil of white
Underneath a clear blue sky