Grey and dread or Grey and Read
Doubtful times, I'll stay in bed
Grey passive cobwebbed mind
Stay transfixed in one's own time
Bridled grief and subdued sorrow
Works unspoken until tomorrow
Words of affection left to mellow
Now are lost on this deathly fellow
Chronicles of memories future's fade
Dogged thoughts of grief pervade
Cataclysmic erruptions of heart and soul
One can't cry out, perhaps exact the toll
Hours spent on sympathetic jestures
"Take you scarf and gloves and sit here sir!"
Fragrant flowers in the meadows
Bury him deep beside the willows
Eulogized with gracious words of wit
But still the hollow empty body sits
Still in shock the angry mind silently rages
Your life has changed, just turn the pages.