Lovely poem. It is the small things that matter most. In fact, the small things are truly the big things.
Poetry – The Small things – a poem about what really counts.
If life has taught me any lessons it is that there are never any short-cuts that don’t end up costing you, no quick fixes that put things right and that anything worthwhile is always about the details. The small things are really the biggest. They are the things that make the difference. They show you really care.
It’s the little things.
It’s the little things.
It is always the little things;
The touch of a hand,
A kind word,
A voice that sings;
The smile of a child
The caress of a breeze,
The flash of the wings.
That’s what warms the heart,
Gives strength to the mind
And gifts power
To everything you find.
For the little things
Are bigger than you think.
They provide the link.
It’s always the little things
That mean the most.
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A Teacher's Reflections 
Thank you Jennie – yes – the small things are really the big things.
Definitely! My pleasure, Opher. 🙂
This poem is so beautiful! If printed and framed it would be perfect placed next to one of my favorite Robert Brault quotes : “Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” Thank-you so much for sharing!
I love the Robert Brault quote! Thank you, Ellen.
All very true, and good to be reminded of.
Nice reblog, Jennie.
I feel the same way!
So beautifully true!
I felt the same way!
Beautiful Jennie! Well wishes to you for your week ahead! 🍵😎🍵
Thank you, AOL! 🙂
What a heart touching poem of truth. It says all about what we need. Thank you for sharing, Jennie! Best wishes, Michael
You said it well, Michael. Thank you!