THERE WAS A THICK FOG,
THAT SURROUNDED ME;
EVERYWHERE I TURNED,
I COULD BARELY SEE.
I LISTENED FOR A SOUND,
TO HELP GUIDE ME THROUGH;
IT DREW ME OUT,
IT ENHANCED MY VIEW.
YOU’D THINK I WAS LYING,
IF I TOLD YOU THE TRUTH;
YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE,
THAT THE SOUND HAD BEEN YOU.
LIKE A LIGHT AT THE END,
OF A VERY DARK TUNNEL;
OR THE BALANCE I CATCH,
AFTER EVERY STUMBLE.
I CAN NOT MAKE SENSE,
OF THIS SIMPLE FACT;
NOR CAN I QUESTION,
YOUR HEAVY IMPACT.
WITHOUT MUCH EFFORT,
YOU HAVE DRAWN ME IN;
OUT FROM THAT FOG,
I WAS STUCK WITHIN.
THESE EYES SEE CLEARLY,
WITH YOU IN SIGHT;
EVERY SMILE THAT SLIPS,
JUST FEELS SO RIGHT.
MY VISION IMPROVES,
WITH EACH NEW DAY;
AND IT’S CLEAR TO SEE,
YOU HAVE A WAY.
About the Creator
Jaye Long
I’m always yearning to create. The imagination is the most beautiful tool we could have been given. What’s that rule.... “Use it or lose it”? That’s what they were talking about, right? (; Dare to dream. Love to live. Strive to explore.
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