Lost: ( Poem by Nadine Hugecova

Lost: (



In a terrible fog i once lost my way,
Where i had wandered i could not say
I found a signpost by a fence,
But i could not read it, the fog was so dense,
Slowly but surely, frightened to roam,
I climbed up the post for my nearest way home,
Striking a match i turned cold and faint,
These were the words on it, 'Mind The Wet Paint.'

Sunday, October 2, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: fog
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Nadine Hugecova

Nadine Hugecova

Slovakia
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