The Little Things

The Little Things;

Birds Sing, People only wish they had wings,
aren’t we all connected by strings?
These are the little things, that swing through my mind.
Like warm days, filled with love, or a laughter hanging, from trees above,
This life is filled with flowers , while perception is only condensed into 24 hours.
So I ask you, do you notice the little things.
That run in the back of your mind,
The passerby, or every blue sky.
Do you hear the birds chirp and wonder why?
what is life?
maybe it’s to find our purpose,
to realize every waking
second is worth it.