Pocket Treasures

The minute we get home, you rush inside and turn out your pockets.
This has been a productive walk.

First, out comes a rubber band.
Ryan, our mailman, seems to always drop them.
“This one’ll be perfect for hitching train cars,” you say.

Next, the penny.
A little rusty, but Mom says when life shows you abundance, always accept.
No matter how small it seems.

Finally, the rock.
A special one.

You almost missed it—
but when you looked down to check your shoelaces, there it was.
On the sidewalk, near the grass.
Black. Smooth. A shiny white stripe down the middle.

Before you slipped it into your pocket, I could see—
you already knew.

This one was for Mom.

Because the best way to appreciate abundance
is to pass it on.

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Thanks for reading.
I’m collecting these small moments as I go.

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