Ochre Grasses Ochre grassesWhite patches of snow,Dark, wet branches. I used to be blind To the gray days of winter. Seeing only the lack Of sun. But today I absorbed The muted, silver light As I drove home From the grocery store. Others are Reading Pure Heart Honey Bee Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: FLARE on GOD 101 A Tranquil Heart She Walks Chinatown Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * eight − 1 =