#WritcoPoemPrompt61
We always plan a life like a wonderful painting,
But sometimes, we somehow paint a foggy landscape.
Fools will lay still like a rock and never stop complaining.
But the keen will stand up and paint over a prettier shape.
We lament, we complain, we feel disdain,
For the life that's lost in the foggy night.
But the keen, the ones who truly see,
Will not be held down by a misty haze.
They'll rise above, they'll break free,
And their brush will paint a brighter phase.
They'll add new colors, they'll blend with care,...