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Grey

Grey

grey were the
color of my
false lovers eyes.
gray were
the skies
slate barren
promising rain,
when he left me.
now, I watch
those charcoal clouds
sodden with a tempest
of torrential rain.
I walk away
from my window.
I've had enough
of this dreary
grey dark day!
*
tomorrow-
*
more Grey-
*
grey spots
formed
from wind dried
rain drops.
grey bundles
of rain clouds
dissipating
empty of
precipitation
grey fading away
to gather
again
someday...

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Hi, Cat,
Great imagery with this, full of emotion. More than sadness, an emptiness.
L

thank you so much for reading and your response. I appreciate it ;) have a good holiday season while staying safe and sane.

*hugs, Cat

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