Colors

as we sit and talk as we stand and walk we live a life we live a strife a time a journey a rhyme every moment in a day each moment that is gray we watch and we wait we wait for our date the time when we leave this the time, the end, the bliss some go before some go after can not come any slower and doesnt get any faster the moments that we miss we miss because we resist we resist the chance we resist the moment to take a breathe pause take that moment not everything is gray not everything is wrong not everything is right but who are we to deny someone a new sight hold my hand walk with me a little let me show you what i see let me see what you see fascinated insightful intrigued delightful when it becomes the time when we run out of rhyme whether before or after lets both remember the laughter our tears our memories our fears our loves our lives our passions our strifes our times our skies we have seen with our eyes not all are gray not all were that way there were pinks there were yellows there were purples and of course blues but grays werent so bad just part of what we knew they took us this distances they took us this far the colors that we see make us who we are