Cashiers at In-N-Out,
Friends on the phone,
Sisters on the front porch,
Vendors on the sidewalk,
Strangers at a party,
These are a few of the ones I enjoy.
Baristas at dawn,
Cousins in the kitchen,
Neighbors waving at the mailbox,
Kids chasing the ice cream truck,
These are the echoes of everyday joy.
Librarians who pause to smile,
Artists with paint-streaked hands,
Old timers on park benches,
Musicians singing off-key.
These are faces I savor in my day-to-day.
Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 11:06 PM UTC
Cashiers at In-N-Out,
Friends on the phone,
Sisters on the front porch,
Vendors on the sidewalk,
Strangers at a party,
These are a few of the ones I enjoy.
Baristas at dawn,
Cousins in the kitchen,
Neighbors waving at the mailbox,
Kids chasing the ice cream truck,
These are the echoes of everyday joy.
Librarians who pause to smile,
Artists with paint-streaked hands,
Old timers on park benches,
Musicians singing off-key.
These are faces I savor in my day-to-day.
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