When All The World Posted byThepoetryofjpNovember 2, 2020Posted inShort PoemsTags:Depression, poetry From the doves that pepper the somber skyto the slate that ashens the dappled dayeverything is greyand dusty like rememberinga sigh or drab iron when all the worldsees a silvery lining of hope. Rate this:Share this:TweetEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related