On the twelfth hour
Felt the haze setting in
That dreadful evening fog gaveway
To loss of motivation
Plundering on
Drinking my brew
Evening fog gone
Now a morning haze
On the twenty-second hour
That dreadful evening fog left Perhaps too late
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
On the twelfth hour
Felt the haze setting in
That dreadful evening fog gaveway
To loss of motivation
Plundering on
Drinking my brew
Evening fog gone
Now a morning haze
On the twenty-second hour
That dreadful evening fog left Perhaps too late
Never too late my friend. 😘
I like this! Very enchanting
Thanks both of you means a lot.