Fog, reposted from a year ago with a poem by Joan

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(Fog on the drive way where I live)

A poem by Joan

I never meant to be here.

All my plans were made when the sun shone.

Then suddenly the fear

And all the signposts seemed to me, gone .

The road led on and took me on my way ...
And so I travelled, knew I wouldn't stay.

But still, it was a moment, with a peace its own,

That grey soft silence, as I watched alone.