Going Grey

frosty barn

 

Grey is the day, and grey my mood,

Grey the air I ingest;

Grey is the hole burning within,

This absence in my chest,

Cavern which housed a living heart

Before I gave it to you,

Greys by the moment, the hour, the week,

The year as it bids adieu.

 

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21 comments on “Going Grey

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Grey and grim :(. But there is bright living red on the horizon of your photo….that’s hopeful.

  2. Caddo says:

    Grey can be very soothing and lovely some days–good job, Mel. God bless you BIG!

  3. RoSy says:

    For the record – they are not greys – they are natural highlights 😉

    Love the photo!

  4. Gloom often gives me room– to finally bloom~ has that yarn been on your loom for too long, too?

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