Gray Day - Poem by steve tinkham
Its a gray day it always starts that way
Ready for anything & always ends the same
In need of a little fun i always end up
Look'in dumb everyone around me knows my
Name but they never know what to say
Because when its gray out we all see life in
Color but never in the same two shades one
Day it wont matter & everything will be ok
because its gray out today and we all see gray
In the same way.
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