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 On Top of the World- a Coney Island Story May Day Dreams Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Inner Child Planet Dog Extends the Arm of Philanthropy The Haunted Shamisen A Long Way Home Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − 1 = one