Gray Days

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Gray Days

I remember days gone by, you and I
playing soccer in a field nearby ---
Talking to your friends, because
it would aggravate you to no end!
Yet you would be there,
watching over me,
letting me know I had nothing to fear.

We grew up, you and I
time and distance got in the way ---
Life changed for you and me,
separated by careers and family!
I lived the path of charcoal gray,
you followed that of white and black,
worrying that I was not on track.

Moms loss, Still bring down the tears --
Brother dear, These are my fears --
However I explain, you will listen with disdain,
Whatever I try to say, will be greeted with a no way!
A year ago I did things with half a brain and half a heart,
At any rate the way things were handled wasn't very smart!


Neither path was good or bad,
our priorities is what we had ---
I didn't mean to let you down,
my heart is heavy, my face is in a frown,
I can't explain what happened or how!
I only know I have to fix things now!














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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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