The Little Things
#22 of Poetry, both old and new
It's always the Little things, that either make us feel joy, anger, fear or pain. It's always the Little things That make us want to find them again.
It's always the
Little things
That set you off.
They make you angry,
They leave me hanging;
It's always the
Little things
That make me think;
They twist my
Mind,
Both yours and
Mine
And take us
To the brink.
It's always the
Little things
That stop
And make us
Think.