Late night driving caused this inspiration. After a long cold winter it was nice to see the fog in the late night again. It really reminds me of summer and a pending springtime. A short sweet poem for today and remember spring is on the way.

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At 12 A.M. the night is new

Every moment that passes births one anew

The fog sits

Delicately upon chilled air

Parking lots rest vacant weary from the day

The sun has departed chilling the lamps and the curbs

The cars and buildings rest after spewing the people into the night

To gain strength anew

Tomorrow is yet another day the fog burns off the light

Will bring in the next day