Grey and Me
By Jane Tawel
March 4, 2023
I love the sounds and sights of grey.
It’s funny how a day
can feel a certain way to some
and others feel a difference.
Do you think there’s significance
in just what kind of mood is struck
by just what luck the weather holds?
And whether we like sun or clouds
will take some blame for what enfolds.
But as for me, I do incur
a pleasure when the world is blurred
by fog or clouds or rain or drizzle.
But others like the world to sizzle
with sun and heat and bright, hot blues.
And that’s okay — that’s me and you.
So, whether we find solitude
or being out there romping through
the kind of weather that brings people together —
they’re both okay — it’s just our kind of day.
But if there are a few of you,
who like I do, need some excuse,
to stay inside, alone, obtuse
to what so many gain in pleasure
by peopling out there in fine weather,
then you may know, and with me say:
“God, give me less of sunny rays!
I find myself at home in greys.”
© Jane Tawel, 2023