The Fog Poem by Vonda Overlie

The Fog



Emerging from the fog, I can see clearly
You don't know how blind you were, until you can see

Head up, shoulders back,
I march on breaking into the dawn of a new day

For I have not escaped unscathed
Wounds from the battle, a constant reminder of how strong I am

Monday, April 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: moving on
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