Movements of Life
The Mist
Refreshing it falls,
Breath taking it feels,
It shows the care it has.
Each drop landing so softly,
Like the love of a mother,
So Crisp!
The Mist….
Travels with a mystical group of drops.
Like a dream that feels real & tastes
Fancy.
A cup of the finest tea.
But in the end it remains a dream.
In the end it remains a thought.
It remain a feeling.
A moment with it,
Is a moment with it.
No one description to describe….The Mist.
It lives fancy.
Having its own designer approach
Free of charge
Is…....
The Mist!