It’s a poem that makes me wonder what ‘it’ is. It could be anything, really. Somehow it makes me think if light and happiness. Sometimes we can’t see it because we are caught up in the every day routine that we take, stuck in a cycle we can’t seem to get out of.
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
It was in the exhale
of runners on the road.
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I appreciate your reflection.
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It’s a poem that makes me wonder what ‘it’ is. It could be anything, really. Somehow it makes me think if light and happiness. Sometimes we can’t see it because we are caught up in the every day routine that we take, stuck in a cycle we can’t seem to get out of.
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Mabel, what a wonderful reflection. I wondered what different readers would interpret from this poem. Thanks for sharing yours.
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