Humming Pocket

It’s the rhythm I want—I love—in life.

The clickety clack of contentment AND vision.

Movement from where I’ve been to where I’m going.

That space in between?

The sounds of loved ones and music.

Warmth of touch.

Words of kindness.

Fears and worries stuffed back in their squawking box. Lid tight.

Stories and scenery.

Belly laughter…and the sizzle of dreams.

That’s my humming pocket.

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