The grey bites me.
It’s a lingering veil in my veins
Sapping life and promise out of me.
Tomorrow when the sun shines I might find
my way again.
But for now,
With my soul hungering for summer,
I sit
Transfixed by the grey.
Daily poems. That little bit of light, longing to get out. When beautiful words are the only answer.
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