Shades of Gray

May 9, 2009
By Sarah Allen BRONZE, Lynchburg, Ohio
Sarah Allen BRONZE, Lynchburg, Ohio
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No one likes the color gray,
For it hides in shade and shadow.
No one likes the color gray–
Other colors fill the hours.
Red for fire, dripping blood;
Blue for sky and turning sea;
Purple berries stain the summer;
Green grass blades and tumbling leaves;
Swirling pink clouds of cotton fluff;
Yellow sun shines from the flowers;
Oranges leak into the sunset–
Colors yielding subtle power.

But no one likes the color gray,
Creeping like a breeze to hair;
Standing steady in a stone;
Growling with a wolfish stare.
No one likes the color gray
Chasing Sun with it’s twilight;
Rumbling with the thunder heads;
Mixing White with Black’s dark might.
Yes, no one likes the color gray,
Dancing lonely in the air.
No one likes the color gray
And the mystery found there.

But I do like the color gray,
And the wisdom of lonely hairs;
The proud, tall statues Nature built;
The moon’s companion, firm and fair.
I do like the color gray,
And Day’s last light before the night;
The life of rain from watchful clouds;
The shade that separates the rights.
Yes, I do like the color gray–
I’ll join its dance--we’ll be a pair.
I do like the color gray,
And all the shades in hiding there.



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