Little Things

May your life be blessed with little things,

  as each new time the doorbell rings.

A childish drawing on the fridge,

  a magnet with an old adage.

Children playing in the yard,

  times that aren’t so awful hard.

The morning song of the Lark,

  a quiet walk within the park.

Fragrant flowers gathered up.

  a drop of cream in your cup.

The aroma of fresh-baked bread,

  happy thoughts within your head.

The freshness of a summer rain,

  the waving of a field of grain.

The warmth that comes from a hug,

  a baby crawlin’ on the rug.

A visit from a long-lost friend,

  it didn’t matter in the end.

A Bible verse to calm the soul,

  some happiness as lovers stroll.

So you won’t be troubled by the Blues,

   walk a mile in someone else’s shoes.

No matter what the future brings,

  may your life be filled with little things.

LDT Jan 14, ‘23

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Published by thillld

Retired. History Buff. Amateur Poet

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