Light Grey

Sunsets bring their scattered light...

Like swing-sets glide from left to right...

Blinding rays leave broken hallow...

Bright orange-red, the darkness swallows...

Sinking down into it's grave, thinking now...

"what can I save?"

Horizon line, a vague red glow...

The tears, "so fine," their steady flow...

Bucket of sorrow...Who was the tipper?

Rain drops into the little dipper...

Sky blown black...bright stars above...

Shadows blacken the night, moon, white as a dove...

Now we wait...through the deepest dark...

How hidden past can leave us marked...

Prepare to throw it all away...

The sky is turning...light-grey...