The Mist

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The Mist

Somewhere in the midst of things,
I seem to have lost about everything.
 
Deep within the mist that has hidden the midst of things;
Is everything.

If I could only find my way through the mist;
Covering the midst of things;

I just might find amidst the mist;
The things I truly miss.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

cttgad’s Poems (28)

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Would You Love Me? 2
Hopelessness 3
Time Stood Still 2
The Tortured Soul 2
To Love You 2
The Nail 3
The Battle Within 1
I Dream 1
My Love For You 2
Today 2
The Mist 0
Long Lonely Nights 1
Silly Dreams 0
Lavished With Love, Hugs and Kisses Galore 0
Simply Me, Created With A Purpose 0
Words 0
Oh Please 1
You're Beautiful 1
He Called Me By Name 2
When I Say I Love You 2
Love 1
American Beauty 1
Me, Me, Me 0
Made For Each Other 0
The Old Swing 0
Tall Dark And Beautiful 2
Tranquility 1
sapphire starlight 1