Gloomy
i'm not sure
if it's my emotions
or this day
that allowed me to see
everything colorless
daybreak arose
beneath a dismal canvas
no white puffs of clouds
no splashes of pink
to mark its rise
the trees stood there
colorless and bare
almost invisible
through a thick fog
as it rose
from tainted snow
everything blended the same
on this gray, hazy kind of day
i felt a feeling of despair
as i looked around
looking for color
yet everything
blended, the same
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2016
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