This was written Thursday March 01, 2007 long before there were 50 shades of them. There is no correlation. I was unmarried and without children.
Shades of Grey
Shades of grey make me stay
wandering wanting waiting
Circle spinning puzzle fitting
keeping my ends tattered and frayed
I pontificate and sputter
spinning gossamer safety nets
with every word I utter
Hoping with my meager efforts
I can break the fall
The peaks of faith seem far to steep
but you have gone and saved us all
Still I busy my hands and worry my head
You sit down aside me and offer me bread
to ease my soul a cup of wine
you say these
these are the ties that bind
So close your eyes
and lay your head upon my breast
For tomorrow comes another day
with all its own shades of grey
