2.05.2009

A little Thursday poem


I love today

the light is just a little gray
it colors the views
and softens winter hues
what little sky peeks through
is brighter in its blue
the promise of rain
will not cause me to complain
I love today
and the comfort of gray

-by me

1 comment:

Go ahead and tell me what you think, but in the words of the great Wil Wheaton, "Don't be a dick."