There is a point in life,

when you start to sit and notice,

that the bright hues,

of pinks and blues,

start to dull,

and turn into greys,

drear and pour.

You can sit and watch it pass,

and when it does,

everything brightens up again,

but the fool you are once more,

not realizing it will happen again,

and you’ll be stuck in the same position,

over and over again.