Found

Found
One spark of life
Living breathing
Making my tea
Brewing coffee
And for all the world
If ever there was joy in living
This elemental young lady
Moves not as poetry
But as spoken truth
With the cadence of all the world around her
Enter the stage
But let her color the backdrop
Set spinning the colors and shapes of a day
The stain on the page she leaves behind
Frame it
Finding a truly good person in the world
Is a better treasure than gold