For M and M
Little gray,
gone on –
Treading softly
into the dawn
You haven’t
been forgotten;
You will, in
fact, remain
Where grass
and sky meet rain
As fog, and in
the shadows
On the
chair.
Little gray,
we miss you
But it seems
you heard your cue
So you have
gone on
Treading softly
into the dawn
On paws of
spirit and cloud
To spurn the
laps
Of angels.
Little gray,
remind
Us, whom
you’ve left behind,
That in the
end all days must close
And fade
from blue
To gray and
rose;
From life,
which seems
So permanent
We'll see you in our dreams.
G
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