A Speck in the Sun

A tiny speck was floating in the warm light... hovering, very quiet. I sat still on the rug and waited. My hand reached out, slow... but it danced away like magic. Then my fingers brushed the edge of the thick knit blanket nearby. It felt soft and warm, just like a quiet hum. I tucked my feet under and watched three more tiny lights float down together.

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