Clearing Of The Mist Poem by James McLain
Clearing Of The Mist
I waited and I waited,
perhap to long.
The fog haze
in my mind
was much to
strong.
Patince by me,
by you not cruelty.
So much time
was lost.
Weep no tears
for me.
To think as once
I could.
Powerfull bold.
The lion gives way.
To the roar
Carefull must we be.
When our minds are
clouded.
To curb such strong words
I did not mean
to offend
them.
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9/20/2024 11:15:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
careful must we be, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.