When Skies are Silver

On this rainy weekend, I think of another cloudy-about-to-rain day when a friend saw his elderly neighbor at work in her garden. He called, “How are you on this gray day?” She looked up, smiled, and said, “Oh, it’s not a gray day; it’s silver.”


What is water

that pours silver

and can fold the sky?


– Hilda Conkling –

Poems by a Little Girl


Wishing you silver on a cloudy day.

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.


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