Fog

I wake up in the morn To look and see just white Nothing else is there I whimper in fright Where am I? I can’t see the ground All I see is white White is all around Everything is lost All is gone, disappeared I scream for help But there is no one to hear To my surprise Mother appears She holds me and says ‘It’s alright, I’m here’ ‘Tis just the fog Not perpetual white It’s moisture in the air Don’t yell in fright' I soon grow calm Back down I lay Before I sleep, I think White is okay