Thrill On the Hill
I walk this hill's path every day,
Looking around,
I see children at play.
But today I looked down,
There,
looking up from the ground
Was one painted stone
with a face and a smile.
Written on it,
"Enjoy the next mile."
Inviting me to enjoy the thrill
Of finding Happy Stones
while walking this hill.
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