Little Things Mean a Lot
It's the little things in life that mean so much
That steaming cup of hot coffee waiting for you as you greet the day
The cheery hello from a neighbour
As you stumble out of the house, briefcase and keys in hand
Ready for the challenges of yet another exciting day
The smile on the traffic cop's face at the corner
As he waves you through after the kiddies have crossed the street
After your gruelling hour long commute
You get to the office and the day starts with high-fives
The cute new secretary gives you a big smile
As you rush by heading for your office
Those long arduous meetings that go on late into the afternoon
Where everyone finally finds out the company has had
It's best year to date and you feel proud
That you had even just a small part in it's success
Then after fighting the late afternoon rush hour traffic
You return home exhausted only to be greeted
By your adoring family and you feel on top of the world
None of these things individually make your day
But all of these things combined make you aware
We're all so lucky to be alive
And that little things mean a lot
© Jack Ellison 2014
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014
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