The Little Things

The Little Things By Christopher Ross Livingstone

Everyday 

The human lived experiences

And in the little things we take on without appreciation

Until they're gone 

Then we're left sensing the loss

Speachless and not knowing where to start

But everyday 

The little things were moment in time

Like an embrace with your lover or a conversation with your mother

The deep connections comes to pass in the human expereince 

When we part ways from the ones we love

Those little things become reflections in the solotude of grief 

Each day experiences of echoes past

Learning to comfort your heart in those little things

In deep apprecuation 

You know you go on walking with the conversation you had

Held in your heart 

And mother 

You're forever with me beyond the little things