Monday, April 15, 2013

A Gray Day

This is a blue day filled with promise
As the runners take to the streets,
The shining streets of Boston
—pounding feet
—hearts of courage
—dreams of glory fill the air,

Breathe, run, breathe, run, sweat, run some more.

This is a black day, a gray day
—where all hopes are dashed
—where red blood flows on gray streets
—where bird song and heart song are silenced

And in the silence...

a gray heron croaks.

~Kathie Adams Brown (April 15, 2013)


  1. Very strong. Love the contrast and images. thanks for this.

  2. mbquilts, you are quite welcome. I am glad it moved you.


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