Simply

Life is made of simple things,
sums greater than their whole.
Not enough to suffer wanting,
just to do it on your own.

The tiny pleasure of a chocolate chip,
or to see laughter in a child's eyes.
Instant joy touching lips,
leaves the heart surprised.

In a rush to going nowhere,
unconcerned with pace.
It is known that life is fair,
no matter what you face.

Take equal time for somber moments,
and ones filled with glee.
At times the restless torrents,
and others so carefree.

Offered up to those who listen,
advice that even I must take.
Struggle to hear a heart that beackons,
is not something you can fake.

Reviews

[Stella]

Good poem. :)