Misty Days
A fall from heaven and a slip of the tongue
a hope to remember and a song to be sung
always forever and not a moment to spare
for sorrows and kindness hung in the air
Through a broken haze, through a broken haze
no longer sunny but better than most days
can't recall a better time than that and the other
best not to remember and better yet not to bother
Only a tear drop or more can clear a foggy mind
plenty to go around, too few to be kind
Heavy like morning dew the kiss between me and you
better to forget them, passing them out of view
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2011
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