A fogA Poem by Melanie Jane Boicourt ShanksIn life there's a fog, and it creeps around. It blocks your vision and mutes the sound. It dulls the senses. It leaves you mute. It lulls you astray like a piper's flute. Until the sun breaks through and clears the way, shines into your soul, and brightens your day.
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Added on February 14, 2015 Last Updated on February 14, 2015 AuthorMelanie Jane Boicourt ShanksFort Wayne, INAboutI have been writing since I knew how. Before that I would just draw pictures to tell a story. My true passion is poetic lyrics. That is mostly what I am inspired to write. I have been dabbling in othe.. more..Writing
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