All my grey days won’t change shades, won’t change hue

As long as you’re here and as long as you’re you

Even now, I don’t love you any less than I did

But I deserve better than this

When I was four and little more

I learned to tie my shoes

I ran to Mom with such aplomb

To share with her the news

I find it hard to start

Despite my rash impatient heart

I sit and stew and won’t pursue

A thing until the day it’s due