Hour 2
9/02/2023
“Little Things…”
There are moments …and then – there ARE moments – where life as we know it …pauses. Moments untaken for granted. Moments unlike any other instant of existence …that pause a soul.
“Little Things…”
A nothing special day…
busy, wandering,
feeling worn
feeling older
feeling the heaviness of BEING …me… now.
And the mind – wanders
an unforeseen path,
and thoughts just …become…
more – with each step
more with an unknown focus
MORE with a NEED to DO
something
NOW
…but what?!?
And the feet – unconsciously
follow the thoughts…
and then the mind awakens
as you pause
and the eyes …smile…
and the heart …laughs…
and you count your pennies
…just enough…
and the bouquet of bud roses
walk with you
just because …because…
it’ll brighten her day,
as it just did yours.
Chris
(C) Chris Twyford 9/2/2023
I really enjoyed this poem and it brought a smile to my face. The sweet ending was a beautiful surprise. This poem is very visual. Great work and lovely twist at end.