The Gray of Day
The snow has fallen
my feet are getting cold
The window is frosted
any color at all looks bold
The branches are brittle
her blanket remains unused
A heart should give off a little-
warmth when confused
The ground has harden
on this unpassionate day
My vision may be clear
But all I feel is gray
Copyright © Mark Anthony Cotterman | Year Posted 2013
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