When Did It Become So Grey

This is about loosing a daughter.

When did it become so gray
Now winter, no more summer's day
The rose so pink and deeply red
Once danced around inside my head
With shimmering colors, vibrant, bright
Has somehow turned to darkest night.
Alas how once the sun did shine
To warm the flower and the vine
My thoughts return to yesterday
When we use to run and play
Where hope, the ember, warm and bright
Could still drive out the darkest night.

Reviews

[Tom]

Thank you Jacob. I'm still learning the layout of this site.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is an extremely moving write, Tom!