Bliss comes in many forms,
chocolate ice cream
with rice krispies,
granola in my yogurt,
the smell of baking bread,
finding notes
from long-lost friends
tucked into the pages
of a tattered book,
the tiny red head
that pops up under my desk
to say hello as I work,
with a smile,
and a wagging tail.


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