After The Fog

It’s amazing

What a bit of sun

Can do,

Hatches open,

Smiles break

On emerging faces,

The odd cat

Jumps out on deck,

Stretches, rolls in

The warm rays,

Seagulls cry

A dryer note

And everyone waits,

Waits,

Waits for the wind.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Here We Go Again” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

1:52 PM January 29, 2014

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