One Grey Hair
I saw some concern on your face
as you climbed into bed last night.
And I felt your heart start to race
when you snuggled up, extra tight.
You seem madder,
what's the matter?
You found one grey hair out of place
which you angrily plucked from sight.
And you fear time's increased its pace,
yet though you're worried, it's alright.
I love your grey
let them all stay.
Written Feb.14, 2018 For Rhyme Me A Posie - Poetry Contest
By: Broken Wings