I am learning to appreciate the little things
Like waking up every morning and pouring a bowl of frosted mini wheats.
As my fat-free milk soaks every fiber of that shredded wheat; I am grateful to sit at the table where I can eat by the plateful.
I'm learning to appreciate the little things
Like when small drops of rain fall from the sky and land on the inside lenses of my glasses
and I have to take them off so I can wipe them clean. I look to see what remains to be seen but everything is just a blur, so I am thankful for those small drops of rain to remind me again that these things on my face I choose to ignore help me to see the beauty of life's ongoing shore.
I'm learning to appreciate the little things
Like coffee grounds and the water molecules that pass through them to brew me the perfect cup.
Or light switches, picture frames,
and carpet, batteries, paint,
and the local farmers market.
I appreciate sunshine and wind
and the small town in Oregon
called Bend (though I've only been there once, I appreciate its wonder).
I am learning to recognize the little things
The things that pass us by...the things that don't really need an explanation and are behind the motivation in our daily rotation.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
I am learning to appreciate the little things
Like waking up every morning and pouring a bowl of frosted mini wheats.
As my fat-free milk soaks every fiber of that shredded wheat; I am grateful to sit at the table where I can eat by the plateful.
I'm learning to appreciate the little things
Like when small drops of rain fall from the sky and land on the inside lenses of my glasses
and I have to take them off so I can wipe them clean. I look to see what remains to be seen but everything is just a blur, so I am thankful for those small drops of rain to remind me again that these things on my face I choose to ignore help me to see the beauty of life's ongoing shore.
I'm learning to appreciate the little things
Like coffee grounds and the water molecules that pass through them to brew me the perfect cup.
Or light switches, picture frames,
and carpet, batteries, paint,
and the local farmers market.
I appreciate sunshine and wind
and the small town in Oregon
called Bend (though I've only been there once, I appreciate its wonder).
I am learning to recognize the little things
The things that pass us by...the things that don't really need an explanation and are behind the motivation in our daily rotation.
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