the cool air of autumn
is felt in the bones
the animals get ready to hibernate
morning sun
still scorches my eyes
speckles of grey hair in my beard
shoot out in all diferent directions
Category: Grey
Rain
I feel the rain
For when the clouds begin to gather
Each morning
I see their thoughts collect
of natures wears
and although it may be grey
my feelings are at bay
the sun will shine through
Echoes of Life 