Day 237– Clinging Drops — Haibun Journey Beauty Each Day

Today’s beauty was the clinging raindrops. The hush sound of the gentle rain called my attention to the window. On this cold dreary day, clinging raindrops glistened in the grey light. It reminds me that even within sorrow there is joy that can be found. That even in the darkest of times, light will come again.

on a somber day
cloning raindrops decorate
bare tree limbs

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