A Piece of Sunshine



Coffee filter, trips to the frig,

Swipe and wipe,

 here and there


The cloth-like paper towel grabs up the bloated rice grains

 from the drain

A new clean sponge tackles the remains from dinner

As the oatmeal simmers


Some crud on the floor, are bits and flakes

Hand flowing, slightly adjusting the arc a tad wider

In order to slide them into my grasp


Fingers and brain

 lightly tracking the micro weights and friction

 as mind stays busy


An unimpeded motion sends a signal to stop

To look,

 to assess


I can’t pick that up after all

That’s a piece of sunlight


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