By: J.Lee~

Ten Shades of Gray

I watched a blind man painting
on a blustery cold winters day
He asked me if I had with me
a can of ten shades of gray

I heard a musician playing
under a hot summer moon…
He asked me if I had written
the songs that made him blue.

I saw a Preacher preaching
one glorious springtime dawn
Rhyming words in questions
singing a Biblical Psalm

I left a poor man wishing
for the dreams that never came true
The sky he kept reaching for
“Did you know that I loved you?”

I see it all now differently
now to smile at a world gone by
I now ask the one thing of you
hear the laughter when I cry

jarea poet jlh