Not all things are
black and white.
Not everything
is in vivid color.
Some things are
in shades of gray.
That's where we are.
Yes, I can still see colors...
the reds, and blues,
and the golds.
On a bright clear day
I see the majesty of life
surrounding me.
But then I come home
and life looses it's hue.
I'm tired of living
a life that has no color...
no feeling...
no touch.
I want a life again
that's vivid and vital.
One that knows smiles
and soft gentle sighs.
But how do I get beyond
the shades of gray
that you've painted for us...
and not hurt you
at the same time?
How do we learn to live again
without these shades of gray?