Favorite Poem: Fog
Fog
Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
posted by JJ at 12:11 PM
Thursday, April 06, 2006
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
