My world before you came was black and white, No shades of gray, no varied hues to see, But then each day was wonderful and bright, Because you brought the color back to me. Look there! A sky so vast and deeply blue, Green grass that gleams as brightly as a jewel With golden-yellow flowers peeking through, Reflected in your eyes, pure crystal pools. But then you left, one stormy winter’s day, And took with you the gift you had bestowed. All yellows, blues, and greens faded away; My eyes were left to see in black-white mode. Yet maybe when the spring returns once more, I might recall the vibrant days of yore.