A free-verse poem about the little things we often fail to appreciate. What's your list? |
Those little things that fill our life: that hurried kiss with our spouse as one leaves the house for work, a child’s telling of their day at school, a warm smile and hug from the spouse upon arriving home, the blooming of each new flower, hummingbirds’ dazzling aerial displays, the warmth of a wood fire in the fireplace on a bitter cold wintry day, the purr of a cat as you stroke it, the joy of a dog happy to see you and the peacefulness of a dog snuggled beside you on the sofa, the beauty so abundant in nature, the pleasure in music and the arts, the love and caring exchanged freely among family and friends, laughter shared with others -- these things and dozens more daily. Such little things are often ignored when one is young and laser-focused on the bigger, “more important” aspects of schooling, building a career, finding a mate, growing a family, gaining “success.” Once one confronts the fragility of life and the assuredness of one’s mortality -- often from a health scare or advancing age -- the din and rush of the business of living fades enough to reveal how much these little things add to the quality of our life, and their true importance is noticed. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we all were to notice and treasure these little things all throughout our life? Unfortunately, appreciation of the little things in life all too often comes for many rather late in their life ... if it ever comes at all. I invite you to please check out my eleven books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |