Every day
We find our rhythm
In much the same routine.
Sometimes
We meet different people
That color our lives
With dignity and love,
And leave a lasting impression.
These instances are rare.
Usually,
We go round in circles,
Making our indentation
In life, the world and time.
Like a beautiful sea shell
We become a treasure
Through our experiences,
Our relationships,
And our gifts.
(Magpie Tales,
Mag 69)
Stumbling along the sidewalk 