It’s a beautiful fragrance of fog

Mixed with the daily musings of humans

Doing what they do

All day long.

I prefer this;


When trials are tough

When I don’t know where I stand

When life is too much of a challenge for me

When a decision must be made

I go somewhere


Where I can be


Solitude comforts me

Like a soft, warm blanket

To a love hungry infant.

Shoes protect my feet from the earth

From what you put on it.

Clothing protects me from your eyes

Seeing what shouldn’t be seen

By anyone

But him.

My brain protects my heart

With aptitude

And knowledge.

I deal with the strangers

Like I deal with my friends.



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