A stranger made me laugh today
As he sent me on my way
I’m not sure the directions right
But he made my day more bright
I never know which way to go
I’m sad to say it’s always so
Strangers often now are asked
A vital job to which they’re tasked
So down the stairs he said to me
And soon you’ll see a pretty tree
Next go two blocks and then two more
And just in front will be your door
A lovely man and dressed so nice
I now can say I did look twice
And on the door I stand beside
Are the words I’ll now provide
“You were lost but now are found
Another’s words turned you around
Never fear the journey taken
If left behind you are forsaken!”
Butterfly Sand 
I’m glad you got turned around the right way. I’d hate to miss seeing this.
Over another Wednesday hump, Pam. Gliding into the weekend in style,
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I may be gliding on my fingertips but I’m headed in the right direction!
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I’m always lost as well and it never fails to turn into an adventure
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That’s because you have the right attitude!
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Sometimes getting “lost” turns out to be the best thing that happened to us in a long time.
Ginger
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That’s why I love the word serendipity.
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Yes, much better to catch Serendipity than Covid! Lol!
BTW, I love your painting. The more I look at it the more creatures I find! And all these creatures are around a dark moon that has two very short, skinny legs with the feet turned in.
Clever, clever poem.
Ginger
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I’m so glad you found your angel Pam. Sometimes feeling a bit lost alos makes us feel more alive. Sweet poem. ❤️
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Thank you Cheryl. I will admit that I do like getting lost occasionally.
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In typical Pam fashion, a positive spin on getting lost. 🙂
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Thank you Frank. I think sometimes we all need to get out of our comfort zone and get a little lost.
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Cheers to getting lost!
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To lose ourselves is to find ourselves. Lovely poem, Pam 💕🙂
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Wise words Harmony.
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A lovely poem, Pamela. We wouldn’t be human if we didn’t get lost now and then.But finding the way again is such a wonderful feeling! x
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And that feeling can become a drug. A good drug.
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I love your Wednesday poems, Pam.
And yes, to getting lost and not being shy to ask the way…
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Thanks Dale. I look forward to them too.
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🙂
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Ah dear poetess you have set the morning aright. Who knew mere words could get us over the hump ? I hear today’s prize is a hot cuppa tea.
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That is an excellent suggestion! I think I should go and make myself a cuppa…
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I enjoyed this poem, Pamela. Always good to get help when needed.
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Sometimes it’s hard to ask. Thanks John.
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I’ve been both many times, sometimes both at once 😂 🤣
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You have hidden talents!
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