Morning Meds
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Morning Meds

Mist On

A Poem

The various greens of the treetops
Pop on the blank white canvas
The lilies’ leaves drip dewdrops
The morning mist will soon pass

For now I breathe it in the moisture
Watching it barely moving pushing time
Each moment becomes a picture
Framed in memory capture in mind

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Jeremy McKay

Painter and Poet. 20 year US Navy Veteran, 20+ years as a developer, married for life. Life is unpredictable. It is suppose to be fun. 💙POM💙