Retracing My Steps

Walking to school with my grandkids, I realized my earring was gone, So when turning around, I did scour the ground For the mate to the one I had on. I didn’t have luck, but persisted, Retracing my steps once again, When I suddenly spied, lying on the curb’s side, My lost earring, well worth an Amen! But I realized the bottom was missing, For there had been a dangling part, So I searched in the grass; not a minute did pass ‘Til I noticed it there, with a start. Though I still have to fit them together, Now my earrings are back as a pair And I’m feeling quite proud my persistence allowed Me to have such a story to share.