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Sunday, April 19, 2026

Where Did it Go?


Where is the bright spot? 

Did it pass by too quickly ~ 

snagged on 

the back of my mind. 

A snap of the fingers. 

The flick of a light switch.

Quick as a hummingbird. 

The smile of a passerby. 

All things that 

lighten my step and 

ease my load.



“When every day seems the same, it is because we have stopped 

noticing the good things that appear in our lives.”

~ Paul Coehlo, poet