Grey

It's almost dark and in the ominous sky, grey on grey clouds floating by. Lighter grey where blue used to be. Darker grey, floating free. Slower now as wind dies away and the two greys merge with the waning day. Like a black and white movie - no colour seen. Trees now black instead of green. To black it fades, this colourless night as the drifting clouds, and this day, take flight.