The Gray of Today
Fear is fleeting
But in spurts, in different circumstance— it ever remains
Hearts stop, hearts skip
And returning, adapting
The mind does wait in anxious knowing
That the fear may at anytime return
As the hair quickly burns
And is soon nothing
A breath finds its way back into our lungs
Remembering the despair is the true fear
Forgetting the smiles of yesterday
To take on the gray of today
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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