I have often thought about fog, What an awesome thing, Is it the result of smog? As smoke from a smothering log, Or a wintery blog.

I’m not an expert, By any means, Yet I have often wondered, Since my teens, What does fog actually mean?

Some say it is a smoky haze, Proceeded by precipitation, While others say it is low clouds, Over land and mountains, That had reached a destination.

Neither one matters, In any case, As fog is here to stay, In cities and states, Through night and day.