Grey: a Poem of Color

Every morning I wake

And get ready for school

No more “Good mornings”

Or “I love you too.”

I drive my grey car

And attend my grey class.

Check my phone

Even though it’s grey.

I was fine with grey,

It was the same as before,

But then a rainbow appeared

And colors drowned the grey.

I wandered out of my home,

I wanted to see the whole world.

All the colors bright

Now that I had my rainbow.

Finally, I saw happiness

And laughed without fear

Not a speck of grey did I see,

While my rainbow was here.

Beautiful skies and afternoons,

and the world I did love.

But the top of the list,

Did my rainbow stand above.

I created dreams and ideas

And excelled in all,

A fire lit in my chest

When I, in love, did fall.

My rainbow left,

As fast as she came.

I tried to make the colors come back,

Festivities, herbs and drinks.

It only made the grey darker,

And I cry grey tears,

Slowly drowning.

Will I ever see that rainbow again?

Will she ever bring color to my grey?

Will the grey tears stop?

No.

But now I dream:

I dream of lush fields of tulips and roses

Every color vibrant and the sun bright.

I dance with my rainbow and stop the tears,

How I wish it were real.

I wake again.

And there’s grey.