Life is made more of bits
than great shares of splendor.
The soft caress of dawn
A joke, smiles, and laughter
Some bits we craft ourselves
Alchemy of delight
Others are strewn as gifts
Mere moments shine bright
We sift the bits like gold
Wash mud and silt away
Prospectors panning life
We seize the bits each day
©2016 Maria Amodei
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