Little Things

Years have scarred

and I’m torn by time.

The little things I do

now hold close mine.

As I have traveled it,

highway at full speed,

my want did eclipse

what I really did need.

Something for all of

the nights to usher in

another day I find joy

for tomorrow to begin.

That which I see now,

within my slow pace,

I am aware and now

I ponder if I am sane.

I’ve been running to

feel the wind on skin

consume me my sins

in speed didn’t sink in.

I’ve to face the person

whom in the mirror I

ignored before my eyes

see all I have passed by.

I kindle a smile, a lip

helping project warm

sentiment simple and

words to soothe alarm.

All my selfish ways do

leave as I slow down.

After my rebellion little

things are so profound.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    You are having way too much fun with that new app! 🤣 Haha, just kidding! Lovely words, as always!

    Liked by 1 person

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