Lady GrayA Poem by Kelly Scheppers...a poem for New Year's EveLady
Gray
My
Irish soul feels gray today sorting
through greeting cards and
ornaments putting
Christmas away for another year
Such
melancholy wears me thin as a
flood of memories present themselves in a
times square fashion
by the
stroke of twelve I’ll be
barefoot in jeans, tipping
my brimmed fedora to the
orchestration of Auld Lang Syne
sipping
a chilled Zinfandel… aimlessly
lost in you.
photography
by Virginie Bocaert © 2016 Kelly ScheppersReviews
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Added on December 30, 2016Last Updated on December 30, 2016 Tags: melancholy, love AuthorKelly ScheppersSan Diego, CAAboutI was never a pearl kind of girl... always wore jeans with holes in the knees. more..Writing
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