Retracing My Steps

Walking to school with my grandkids,

I realized my earring was gone,

So when turning around, I did scour the ground

For the mate to the one I had on.

I didn’t have luck, but persisted,

Retracing my steps once again,

When I suddenly spied, lying on the curb’s side,

My lost earring, well worth an Amen!

But I realized the bottom was missing,

For there had been a dangling part,

So I searched in the grass; not a minute did pass

‘Til I noticed it there, with a start.

Though I still have to fit them together,

Now my earrings are back as a pair

And I’m feeling quite proud my persistence allowed

Me to have such a story to share.