Clearing Of The Mist Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Clearing Of The Mist
I waited I waited
may be to long
fog haze in mind
much to strong
Patince not cruelty
all made so
clear
So much time
said lost
weep
not a tear
no saint are we
unless vain deludded
To think as once
could
Powerfull bold
The lion gives way
to hear such a roar
CareFull must we
when mind is
clouded
To curb such strong
words did not mean
to offend them
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