Gray and Blue
When you are gone
the colors fade
in the world
that God has made.
They drift so high
they drift away
all that’s left
is blue and grey.
When you are gone
the colors leave
none are left
so that I grieve.
I sit and stare
and think of you
sitting with
my grey and blue.
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Copyright © Rob Levasseur | Year Posted 2021
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