At the end of an ordinary dayIn the quiet of home and hearth
I wondered to myself
About any bright spot in today,
so very tiny that I missed its spark
perched like a hummingbird on the tip of a twig
the twitter and chirp of a fluffed out junco on the branch over my head.
no bravery, no big show
bright spots so easy to miss
but still painted in the corners of memories
~ frayed ribbons and tiny sparkles
of moments that pass as we walk through our days.
bright spots so easy to miss
but still painted in the corners of memories
~ frayed ribbons and tiny sparkles
of moments that pass as we walk through our days.
“Walk slowly through the world and pay attention.”
~ Marty Rubin
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