Shining Things
The birds are busy and the chipmunk play
For them, it is a fun day
Raindrops fall intermittently on leaves and ground
Acorns bounce in the grass to be found
Only a little yellow of autumn’s color has begun
Still shining wet, without the sun
Even on a dim day, shining things can be seen
Like every caring gesture, that outweighs what’s mean
Heidi Sands
10/4/21
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