A thing as little as it might be,
Can be of much greater value.
To us.
To anyone.
A memory as distant as it might seem,
Happy or sad, fake or real..
Calls to us.
To everyone.
The bottle of beer, not just any..
But your first one.
Some throw it away, while some keep it.
The first seed that you sowed.
Did it grow?
Does it matter?
Some forget.
Some still look on fondly, at the
Place where they cocooned it in the wet soil.
Such trivial things.
Some matter, some don't.
Some survive, some won't.
A bad thing as bad as it may be.
Is it necessarily bad.
We all face it.
Today. Tomorrow. Now.
It's in us.
In everyone.
Every mistake, every goodbye.
Every hope taking flight.
As little as it is.
Whether right or wrong.
For us.
For anyone.
A valiant effort, a fleeting smile.
Tiny steps, a simple lesson.
It can matter.
To us.
To everyone.
Such trivial things.
Some matter, some don't.
Some live, some won't.
©2015Mesmerazia
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PoetryThese poems are the thoughts from within my Heart.. "Just keep flowing..You'll feel countless things, You'll wash over them. You'll mix with them, And one day discover the Richness inside.. And maybe some day, You might just find your destination."
