The Fog
A fog so thick, seeing no way out
Shine the high beams and see nothing
Low beams are the option today
This I know will help me find the way
See the road, follow the line
Keep straight, oh wait a curve
Almost crashing
At the last moment swerve
This fog will life I know for sure
Sun shining through
This road will seem clearer I know
As though this life I go
©Chris Chonos
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