When The Mist Clears
One day I’ll see through the mist.
One day I’ll be back to find you again
and uncover what I let slip away
when I became lost in the fog
and the maze
of back streets and tall buildings.
One day I’ll stop searching
and meet the mist with a smile
and watch it fade away.
One day I’ll greet the sun again
as the mist clears
one day at a time.

Here's your prompt! Submit poem responses to: voxpoeticasubmissions@gmail.com. And if you have a photo or piece of artwork you took that you'd like us to consider as a Prompts image, send…


Popular posts from this blog