Gray Clouds

Poem By Helen C Capan

White clouds are beautiful;
Gray is hard to bear.
Dark clouds are menacing;
But gray, well,
Gray is just there.

Moments that I see you,
Days when I don’t,
Words alive in memory;
But days, well,
Days—pass they won’t.

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