
i stopped to fill up with gas
and grab a cup of coffee
when heading out of town
and home once more.
as i paid and told
the very happy and chatty clerk
to have a good day
he glanced across the street
at the beautiful view he sees each day
and thanked me for reminding him
because every day was good
and especially today
because today was the day
that he was going to win the lottery
but somehow i thought that he already had.

“i count myself lucky,
having long ago won a lottery paid to me
in seven sunrises a week for life.”
~robert brault
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