My morning fog,
You hug me dear,
And fade my road,
So I see just steps.
One step at a time,
Clearer little more,
Closer little more,
Like steady snail,
I reach my home.
Not losing way,
Not losing hope,
A breath at a time,
I lead a content life.
(c) Shashikala Sasidharan
Feb4, 2016
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A reassuringly contemplative and life affirming work.
Thankyou louis sir…your thoughts on the poem are immensely valued …..
A nice personification of fog used to capture the little wisdom of life. Enjoyed. 🙂
Thankyou ☺️
A disarming simplicity .A poem which exudes genuine positive energy.
Thankyou…