The early frost’s attempt to
highlight the remaining blades
of grass was quickly
thwarted by an intrusive
morning mist.

But even the mist was
unsure of its place
in the day’s landscape.
There was no line to
distinguish between it and
the lowering clouds.

A brief feeling of panic
eased as the morning
wrapped around me
like a cozy blanket.

Only my eyes, nose, and
mouth visible. And,
of course, my breath-
adding to the frosty
warm surroundings.

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