As I drive over the road
By the river I love
The mist wafts past
Caressing the ground
Kissing the trees

Looks like lace dancing about
To the left the river
To the right my mountains
Blue and green hues
As the sparkling sun pokes her head out
Rays dance on the fog like fairies playing a game

Can almost see the mist sparkle like confetti
On this warm summer's day
Smoky Mountains is a very fitting name
Looking like an ember that has smoldered all night
It is a most beautiful sight

Morning is the best time I think
To escape and rejoice in what life can bring
For the morning brings everything a new
A fresh new start where anything is possible
Dew washing over and mist refreshing and clean
Makes the air smell so sweet

Yes nothing like a morning in East Tennessee