Every Sunday
I promise a rhyme
But what’s been happening
Much of the time
Before I know it
Sunday is here
And it’s happened again
Just as I feared
I have no topic
For this week’s blog
A poem about what?
My mind is a fog
No subject strikes me
Any theme fly away
So my lack of ideas
Is the theme for today
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Driving in the driving rain
Was a huge and big fat pain
Especially annoying
I didn’t know where I was going
And of course is was dark
I would have rather stopped and park
But I was expected at this event
An invitation I was sent
And indeed I wanted to go
Oh well, at least it didn’t snow
I made it there in one piece
But the rain never did cease
I got back in my car stalwart
And prepared in the storm to depart
Oh great, we now had fog
But I got a topic for this week’s blog
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For my poem for my blog
I will write about fog
It rolled in last night
Quite a magical sight
Hubby went to sleep
But watch I did keep
Out the window I looked
‘Cuz on fog I am hooked
The street light’s eerie aura
I myself could not ignora
On my imagination’s insistence
I gazed off into the distance
All misty and gray
The fog lingered til day
Darn! But now it’s lifting
And my mood it is shifting
Less dreamy and hazy
I can no longer be lazy
A bright sunny day forecasted
The fog was fun while it lasted
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