The FogA Poem by Wolf Wrenn
Today was something else
It always has been Though today your fog was thick Without a passing thought Hardly even a breath You just let me drip through Where were you looking The trees felt the fog as I did So Why does it not feel the same anymore?
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Added on March 4, 2026 Last Updated on March 4, 2026 AuthorWolf WrennMaple Ridge, CanadaAboutHello, I've always been writing poetry, songs, and stories. The last little while has been a struggle for inspiration and meaning, so I found this website and thought perhaps a community of people .. more.. |

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