Rainbows To Shades Of Gray

Sometimes when people leave your life,

they take away the sun that comes after the rain...

and the fading echoes of intimacy and laughter

are the only colors of the rainbows that remain.

Some invite others into their lives…

never giving a thought to the consequences of the game,

to the things they create by the words they relate...

and that others sometimes give it a name.

Is it really their fault and are they really to blame?

I doubt some even realize that you cared so much

and believed in them while you received from them...

and that your life has somehow changed.

So the lesson to be learned for all concerned

is to take care when you call someone's name

If you invite them in, take care in what you say...

Why create rainbows by playing the game

Just to turn them to

shades of gray...