Fog

Fog has enveloped so many actions.

Haze has clouded all our judgements.

Smog has kept us from looking behind

And remembering what once was.

But within this mist that sticks

To every move I carefully make,

Webs of hope and new– and good–

Have intertwined to help remind

Of the sacrifices once made

And which should not be forgotten

Once the sunrise illuminates the fall.

–Written by Sandy Heights