Mr and Mrs Grey

Here they come, Mr and Mrs Grey

Looking oh, so co-ordinated

On this miserable winter's day.

Their coats are grey, their hats are grey,

their trousers and their shoes are grey.

They give a different meaning

To 50 shades of grey!

The front door to their house is...grey .

The windows and the walls are grey.

The carpets on the floor are grey.

No colour in the hall at all, but grey, grey, grey.

A new car was delivered yesterday

And I do not even have to say.

You know what colour anyway,

Highly polished, shiny, grey.

Their grand daughter Lottie has come to stay.

She has an aversion to all things grey.

And she really wishes to get her way,

by changing all the grey she can to...pink, pink, pink.

Now, here they come, Mr and Mrs Pink

Looking oh, so much more cheerful

On this beautiful summer's day.

Their coats are pink, their hats are pink.

Their trousers and their shoes are pink.

It is such an improvement.

What do you think?

Goodbye Mr and Mrs Grey!

January 2022

Last winter, 2021, I saw an elderly couple walking along the road. Both were dressed completely in grey. It made me smile – hence this poem, which has been on the back burner for about a year! I hope it makes you smile too.

(Grey is a very popular colour for interior design at the moment. Walls, carpets and curtains are grey. It is not really a colour for me, but then neither is pink.)