Grey Light of Dawn
The grey light of dawn spread softly over the hill,
In the Blue Ridge, fog covered Ashville.
No birds dared fly high above the dark clouds,
The wind blew, and thunder rumbled like shrouds.
Time passed by slowly, the wind felt low.
Only one star twinkled, its lonely foe.
A whisper of grey could not be deprived
Until the soft sun rays lit the sky and light arrived.
The hour held a promise of persistent rain
Until the sky cleared and all was gain.
The listless world woke for its usual chores
And all went hurrying to their overstuffed stores.
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