Spinning Silver Ring

A round silver lid was resting right beside the chair leg. *Gasp.* Big... shiny... circle? I stopped, crouching down low with both knees tucked. Quiet watching first. Then, tap! My finger pushed the edge. Whoa! It wobbled across the smooth floor. *Spinning, spinning?* It whirled around in a bright yellow patch of sunlight! I sat right down and patted the tile. Clack, clack! The little lid slowed down, tilting flat with a sudden bright *ping!* Oh! Like a morning bell? I leaned closer and nudged the rim again. Happy hums!