As I walked along in the early morning fog
My mind wandered here and there
I was daydreaming
Of the beautiful things we've shared

I could feel you holding my hand
I could see the sparkle in your eyes
I could hear your soft laughter
at my nonsensical jokes

It seemed, with so much fog
That it would be a dreary, gloomy day
But as I walked along daydreaming
and the fog lifted
I could see My Sunrise
And I knew it would turn out to be
A glorious day after all

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Written by pat
November 1,1999