So ... firstly ... go be happy.
The Little Things
by Lyn
Marinello – 10/21/25
The
surprise upon a friendly face
The
warmth of an engaged embrace
A giggly
game of hide and seek
The
tenderness of a lightly kissed cheek
That
twinkle in a playful eye
The
tenuous weight of an exhaled sigh
The tiny
hand within your own
To see
the bloom of seeds you’ve sown
A spark
with just a single glance
The world
within one daring chance
A
favorite story read out loud
Hands
gently clasped, a prayer, head bowed
A sunrise
prying at the night
The
squeal in a child’s delight
A vow, a
ring, a treasured song
The
comfort in feeling like you belong
The glow
atop a birthday cake
Forgiveness
of an honest mistake
The
safety in a good tight hug
Welling
tears as the heartstrings tug
The pride
in sweet unfurling growth
The depth
of a long-honored oath
The joy
within a video chat
A wagging
tail, a purring cat
A gift, a
note, a tiny charm
A stable
walk linked arm in arm
The ease
of quiet on an open porch
The
obvious love of a long-held torch
An
unfettered laugh, all big and bold
A
fireside snuggle when the weather’s cold
A shy
little smile, demure and coy
Lights
and ribbons and Christmas joy
The
unposed photos and natural glee
Adventures
and tales no one will ever see
Unwavering
support in the face of fear
A table
full of those held dear
The
sunset oozing on kaleidoscope skies
The
indescribable bond of a babe’s first cries
It need
not be momentous flings
There’s
magic in the little things.
