Fog Dreaming

    She dreamed of someone who couldn’t quite be placed,

    Someone with a mysterious aura,

    Fog covered his face,

    You couldn’t quite recognize,

    Without any trace.

    When you try to conjure up how he looked,

    You realize that you don’t know,

    He’s easily overlooked,

    He comes and goes,

    You get hooked.

    Upon his return,

    You see his difference,

    How he’s now standing tall and firm,

    You finally understand why he was there,

    To help you learn,

    This time,

    It’s his turn,

    To show you,

    How he looks without the fog worn.