At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.
I went to the park the other day, sipped tea from a flask and read a book. I watched the rainclouds draw closer and closer, rolling towards me over the trees; on the way home, rain dripped slowly from my umbrella and I was caught by each silver drop.
Laughing with loved ones, eating August plums from the tree, waiting for the neighbourhood cat to trust me enough so I can scratch under its chin …
Simple, everyday magic is enthralling and this poem captures that so splendidly.
I love you. I’m glad we exist.
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I enjoy that very much.
But, uh…that second poem didn’t rhyme at all! 🙂
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Awwwww. *beaming* Love this. ^_^
it is quite touching, isn’t it???
Hi. It’s not that the big things don’t count. They do. But the little things count just as much, and maybe more.
Yes – exactly! They are the things that can be unnoticed if you aren’t paying attention.
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