The Cold Grey Remains
The rain trickles down
Slowly on grimy gutters found
But the sun will shine again
As a promise made without end
But the cold grey days stain
And will in my memory remain
In a plan that stretches ahead
As an eternity is forever spread.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2019
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