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Grey Day

Low clouds drift across the sky a thick blanket of sleep. Their dreariness drains life from this once perfect day. The sky drowned in grey, the sunlight fades. The flowers lose their color, and the robin forgets to sing. Not even rain will fall nor will wind blow through leaves. Nothing draws a breath on this cold lonely day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 6/14/2013 8:58:00 PM
Adam, not even rain will fall. That fact will remain with deep imagery in my mind... an excellent poem...Linda
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Date: 6/6/2013 2:17:00 PM
this is beautiful, quietly sad....well done. BG
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