You Are Grey Oh Dearest Day

You are grey, oh dearest day.
My heart aches for Persephone is back amongst the shadows of death.
Hades wins again over my psyche, casting heavy clouds, and dark waves.
Demetra is leaving us once more to starve for colour and beauty.
I swear, I shall venture into the belly of the shadows and fight the god of the underworld.
I shall force him to return the daughter of Zeus to me so Demetra will glean again, and so will my heart.