A place to show my work
A shadow falls across the room,
As twilight fades to gray,
A quiet touch of midnight blues
That steals the light away.
But music drifts upon the breeze,
A soft and healing sound,
And in the rhythm of the blues,
A deeper peace is found.
In the quiet of twilight, a grey mood descends,
Monday’s my birthday, where joy feels like ends.
Once sparkled with laughter, now shadows infringe,
A clouded reflection, emotions on the fringe.
Yet deep in the silence, there’s comfort to find,
A moment of stillness, a chance to unwind.
For grey hues can soften the edges of light,
And maybe Monday, I’ll find my way bright.