a poem to share
THE GREY
Before I open my eyes I feel you
a lion with its prey
helpless in your grasp
can't think,can't see, powerless
finally i see after all these years
I must not run or hide
I'm to embrace you
look you in the face
realizing you are not 'me'
step through the doorway
to freedom
ej (Zee) 30.10.18
