There’s a fire in the mist Down in the green sleepy valley There’s a fire in the mist A cherry glow shrouded by grey Growing If it grows much more It will burn off the grey sleepy tendrils of morning And lay waste to the trees
Scott Bailey is a freelance writer, author and blogger. His works include the dystopian novel “Mankind Limited”, Thirteen Tales – a collection of Ghost Stories and “A Spring of Dreams” collection of poetry. His blogging ranges across family articles, poetry and short stories and even the odd book or movie review.
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