Glistening Drops

I stretched my front hooves and trotted across the floorboards to the low wooden bench beneath the window. Outside, quiet rain was falling over the city, but the glass was full of magic! Hundreds of tiny droplets clung to the pane, each one catching the morning light like a suspended diamond. I leaned forward against the cool sill, watching two little drops slowly slide together and merge into one big, bright streak of shimmer. Watching them race each other made the whole gray morning feel wonderfully cozy and alive.