Quiet greeted me

This morning heavy

Damp muted skies

Like puffy eyes

Not yet tearing

I await rain

This murky morning

Once colorful my

Outside world lays

In dank noir

Day lost grandeur

And its definition

Everything looks similar

Yet very unfamiliar

Like I do

When I catch

Mirrored glimpses of

Myself wondering

Where yesterday went

Today has aged

This dawn old

Gray as the

Hair I touch

Despite the clouds

I awakened new

Fresh and thankful

To yet again

See another day