Window Fog Art

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By waynecz •

How many of us have done this in our lives? When do we stop? The window is cold My breath is warm On the window a fog has began to form. Wiping away the fog that blinds my view I peek out the window to see the morning dew. Autumn has surely passed Snow will soon fall I sit here imagining every aspect of it all. These are the seasons That brings joy to my heart I always find myself creating Window fog art. Copyright © Waynster ... [2004-02-13 23:47:31]

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July 8, 2005 01:44RvnFeathers

this brings me back to my window arts. Beautiful.