"Like Mist"

Slowly you appear to me
I watch you as happiness builds
I wait, wanting to be held
Seems like it can never end

Quietly the mist covers your image
I watch, as a tear builds in my eye
I wait for the last time to come
I cry as you slowly disappear

Slowly, harsh reality takes hold
I watch as the world goes on
I wait for my life to continue
I cry as it comes to an end

Author: Laura English (me)
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