at age 58
she found a spring in her step
surprised, she searched her shoe
and looked under the floor mat.
she asked her husband where the spring came
from, or was it in the garden, the tool shed,
maybe in the trunk of her old car,
inside a book,
did a friend leave it at her house by mistake,
did the newly adopted cats carry something in,
unexpected,
until she looked at the last place and
found it
inside.
waiting to be found.
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