Shades of Gray

There are shades of gray you'll only find
In the folds of a winter sky,
As day goes creeping wearily
And the sun begins to die.
At dusk, as sunlight fades,
The walking shades caress the light.
Shadows wash away all but
The brightest of the bright,
Leaving only shades of gray;
Lifeless, dull and vague;
Threatening, foreboding,
Like the darkness of a plague.
Never only black or white,
Never night or day,
Life is filled with colors
And infinite shades of gray.

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