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.
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