Green and Grey

See the world,

in shades of green and grey.

The scent of Summer passing

carries on the cool breeze.

Birds and insects chirp,

and rustle in the trees

who's shadows are dark yet welcoming.

The pond ripples

ever changing, always moving.

My feet scrape on the pavement

as I carry on.

Wilting flowers, punctuate the end of home,

and I carry on.

The sounds of life never cease.

Banging,

sawing,

speaking.

A motor growls lowly in the distance

and music drifts from a nearby window.

Up ahead a sign reads

"STOP"

and I do.

There am,

reflected in the glass,

Waiting for what's next.