Butler Pennsylvania 37

Lost Key

It was as if the boundless
cosmic harmony
had been restored
the day I found
the key I lost
dangling on a string
in a bush
beside the path
leading over
to the bread-and-milk shop
that used to be on Penn Street
where Franklin crossed.
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