Grey is nothing
The dead zone between black and white
Grey is age
The old road surface, the unwanted hair
Gray is the softness of pregnant cloud
Gray puts on her evening dress
And goes dancing
Using her alter ego, silver
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Re-blogged from 2016….
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Love this 😉
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What we see depends on our point of view.
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Yes the silver is usually inside the grey.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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