Grey by Beverley Sykes

Grey is the colour of my life; the walls, the floor, the sky, my mood.


Each day I feel a spark of something that will turn the colour to yellow; hope.


I have been waiting for so long. Each dayis the same, I eat, am allowed a few hours of fresh air and I sleep.


Grey is my prison and despair.


There were other colours. A vague memory of green, glimpses of reds, pinks, oranges, purples and blues.


Today the colour is yellow. Finally, a lead is attached to my collar and I am led away to a new home.

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