The little things count,
so I'm told,
and I tally them up now,
as a child does, on fingers.
Small tokens;
A new colouring book
on market day, and
those pink plastic shoes
I'd wanted all summer,
for christmas.
Do you now, I wonder,
cherish these
infrequent letters
and last minute cards.
Do you count the minutes
we spend on the phone,
in single figures,
on one hand.
Do you turn them
-fake plastic gems-
in the dark earth
of your heart,
wiping them off,
naming them love,
making them count.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | April 7, 2011 - 09:32
Hi shoe,
you have written a great little poem here, reminding
us how important the little things in life are.
I particularly like the third stanza, it's wonderful
how much better you feel, after reading a letter
from a friend, or a phone conversation, or recieving
a special card.
Yes I really did enjoy this special little poem.
Thankyou for the read.
Jenny.
seashore | April 7, 2011 - 10:04
Read this twice shoe - and may well read over and over. It's a gem. Particularly like the first four lines leading you in.
fatboy74 | April 7, 2011 - 11:27
Quite simply - pitch perfect. :-)
Highhat | April 7, 2011 - 11:35
I like this. Makes such an important statement
;)Pia
oldpesky | April 7, 2011 - 11:39
I think we all appreciate the little things the older we get. Excellent poem.
Dan Ryder | April 7, 2011 - 12:52
Excellent.
kheldar | April 7, 2011 - 16:28
Ah Shirley - both cherry picked on the same day and both poems to do with not taking things for granted perhaps- could such little things have greater import I wonder?
Seriously though, I enjoyed this very much.
:--) xxx
Silver Spun Sand | April 7, 2011 - 17:39
You are spot on with the philosphy in your poem, shoe. Well done on the cherry;-)
Tina
ScoZen | April 7, 2011 - 19:32
Shoe, hello.
What can I say...only someone who owned a TR7 would have "...-fake plastic gems-..."
sue dinum | April 7, 2011 - 21:28
Really nice, shoe. Made me think. This kind of poem (reflective thoughts) kind of puts things in one's own life into perspective. Thanks.
sue
Sooz006 | April 8, 2011 - 09:18
I forgot to take anything to work for lunch yesterday and was destined to eleven hours with nothing, I'm stuck in the shop once we open for trade. Dave walked in with a sandwich and a coffee for me and it could have been a diamond. Little things matter. Nice one Shoe.
shoe | April 8, 2011 - 17:58
Wow, thank you all so much for your lovely comments, seems to be a universal thing going on here!!! but seriously I am chuffed you all found something in it.
Scozen, such is my life...
Sooz, I always say, wear a vest and take sandwiches,
everywhere!!!
Kheldar, there's no such thing as coincidence, only synchronicity!
MistakenMagic | April 10, 2011 - 09:56
That last stanza is simply stunning, Shirley! Very well done on a richly deserved cherry :)
Magic xxx
Beeme | May 2, 2011 - 10:41
I agree- such an amazing poem! x
RachelPatricia | May 7, 2011 - 16:05
Poetic wisdom stunningly put - shoe, this is just brilliant :)
Rachel xx