Poem: Out of the Fog

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Ah, there you are

When that fog rolled in

So quickly

So thickly

I thought I’d lost you

I thought I’d imagined you

But there you are

Here you are

Not as a wispy cold ghost

Or a fond memory

But as a human

A simple human

The human I remember

Talking and smiling

Sitting with me

Here we are

But, I’m wondering

Will it be clear tomorrow?

Or more fog?

Ah, who cares

Now

Here we are

About the poem:

I try to be strong when things are rough. But, it’s nice when things are easy and there is no need to be strong at all: when a friend is a friend, when there is no fog of confusion to wade through.

Staying in love when the fog does roll in is the tricky part, but it is a much better solution than giving up. (I say, having tried both!)

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