The mist rolls in off the sea
And lies down upon the rivers and trees
Reminds what it is to be free
Free to rest, free to sleep, free to breathe, free to be
The mist casts a shroud for thee
Hiding you from the the world’s evil schemes
If only for a moment of sleep
The sea-mist comes in to remind us of peace
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The Sea-Mist
December Rose 
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