Days Of Grey Poem by Kevin Carney
Days Of Grey
As the autumn draws near…
Times are changing.
The soft summer winds,
possess a chill in the air…
Days of warmth and light…
Seem to change to grey.
Long the days…
Seem to fleet and vanish,
with every passing moment…
Bright the sun…
Shorter the days become.
Colors, bright oranges and yellows…
Vibrant,
a brilliant background to the horizon…
Giving contrast to the days of grey…
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4/25/2024 11:41:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nature never dies, but we sometimes make our silhouette keeping back the light, sometimes naturally it happens. A beautiful scene from the nature of changing season but the metaphor flows undercurrent to warn us about grayish background which becomes shocking for the inhabitants of the surface. Good poem. Enjoyed. Regards, pranab 10