A color
Usually the color of storm clouds
Of your cat
Of that one pair of shoes that you see at Marshalls and you just can't live without them
Gray is the color of hope
Of a cloud after it rains
Just before the sun comes out
Gray reminds me of an old friend
He was mean, and a bit evil
But even he had a little hope
A little kindness in him
He was the color gray
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My Life In Poems
PoetryA book of poems that I wrote. I hope you like them! Thank you for reading xoxo, Alannah
