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 An Old Man Went Before Heaven QUENCH Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: FLARE on GOD 110 My Night with Dave Chappelle on Tour The Great Gatsby Razor, the Thoughts of Going Away Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published.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 = four