Driving through the morning mist,
lost in a fog of my own making,
I startle as three young deer
leap before me.
I shudder at what might have been
and acknowledge what is now
with gratitude.
JDG
Driving through the morning mist,
lost in a fog of my own making,
I startle as three young deer
leap before me.
I shudder at what might have been
and acknowledge what is now
with gratitude.
JDG
This happened to me last night driving home from art class – but you expressed it so well!
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