Grey, the color of ambiguity,

A hue that holds a duality,

Neither black nor white, but in between,

A color that's rarely ever seen.

Grey, the shade of stormy skies,

A color that makes us realize,

The power of nature, wild and free,

A force that we can barely see.

Grey, the color of concrete walls,

A symbol of our urban sprawls,

A lifeless hue, devoid of joy,

That we all too often deploy.

Grey, the tone of solemn thought,

A color that can make us wrought,

With feelings that are hard to name,

But are a part of life's great game.

Grey, the hue of wisdom's age,

A color that can calm our rage,

And bring us peace, serenity,

A state of mind we all can see.

So let us not dismiss this hue,

This color that is often viewed,

As dull or boring, plain or sad,

For grey can also make us glad.