Green and Gray
The morning glory vines hold leaves of green
but the sky is growing gray
The lilac bush sits lush and green
but my eyes are filled with gray
The pine tree stands so tall and green
but hope is fading gray
Memories of days past so fresh and green
are faint in a mind waxing gray...
But though I must become a solemn gray
I know that one day the spirit will again be young and green
- a mood of the moment write
Copyright © Chris Hagy | Year Posted 2016
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