Misty Blessing

The blessings of a misty dawn

Are often hard to see,
But there are many joys to find
For those who look, like me.
 
The sunlight playing on the bay
Through ribbons of soft mist.
The dewdrops on the spider’s web
That morning’s light has kissed.
 
The autumn leaves in fine array
Splash color everywhere
And little birds sing sweet farewells
To summer’s warmer air.

So many blessings in the chill
Of misty morning’s light
That I am grateful, once again,
To leave behind the night.