A Cinnabontastic NPM – #27 The Little Things

When I look back at my life
I will know that
it was all the little

the smiles
the laughs
the hugs
the kisses
the inside jokes
the food comas
the sky turning fluffy purple
the cardinal sitting on top of my book
the smell of a chilly wind in a Midwestern fall
the taste of hot bread pudding
the butterflies when telling someone I love her
the tear on my lover’s eye saying goodbyes
the ache felt in the heart and gut when saying such goodbyes
the silent comfort reached when words no longer need to be said
the surprises of unexpected kindness

that made it worth living.


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