Gray, Dingy Day Gray, dingy day. Rain, Fog, Grunge-encrusted snow. And yet… Rain drops sparkle On black tree branches. Fir trees glow In the distance. It’s always there. Others are Reading Reconciling in the Cold FLARE on GOD 17 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Why God is the Best in the World? Little Lyla Joe Inner Child The Unforgiven Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * − 2 = one