Misty Mornings...

Too many misty mornings
Cloud my misty eye's
Misty morning teardrops
Belie my hardened guise
Too soon love came to an end
And many night's I've cried
I tried so to deny the hurt
Stifling my muffled sighs
As all of my hopes and dreams
Have been callously cast aside
All the misty memories
Spill forth from misty eye's
For now I scorn each sunset
In fear of each sunrise

Michael H. Bodor 4/11
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