It’s The Little Things

Lots of little things can crack little smiles

For certain folks it’s the runner’s high after a few miles

Maybe it’s sitting on your porch watching the crazy bastard run by

Or seeing friends having fun, the twinkle in a loved one’s eye

Perhaps seeing others laugh gets your giggle

 Or a cat preparing a predators lunge with a wiggle

The hearty laugh of a bearded man

The soft whirr of a summer night’s fan

The beautiful blue sky, constantly cloudless

Or the pitter patter of dripping rain, and dark clouds boundless

Or when out and about you see a stranger’s unwavering kindness

Families playing, campfires burning, marshmallows toasting and puppies yapping

A day outside happy and yearning, or maybe inside lazily napping

When finishing a story, a happy ending,

Going to a store for a bit of spending

The satisfaction of work well done

 Then realizing that even though it was tough

You still had fun.