so often it's
the beautiful the cherished
which falls
from dusty table
edges

Everyday life and routine, is simple.
But the beautiful smiles you see on someone's face.
The little bird playing in the water after it rains.
An amazing breeze that passes by and you smell the sweetness from a flower. The millions of things we miss day by day by our simple routine are extraordinary when we come to be able to see them.
The wonderful life we have that may become dull around us, is so magical in the background with the small things we don't see.

mining liquid ice, cream vanilla something
at dawn, sugar, fat, whipped smoke rising hope
better than hate at breakfast, face etched snarling
a circuit ******, roll and tub down *****
slippery, thumbed a feast of biscuit crumbs
off a plate, table and at feet. Arrived
at loathing a choir rabid, sings morning.

warm soft sheets
freshly cleaned with fluffed pillows
sweet flowers of an intense aroma
pulled curtains revealing
golden crisp mountains

yesterday it was 7pm all day
the bed reeked, splattered with unknown spots
stiff dankness of food and humidity
among dust covered curtains

pristine counter tops
hot pots full of flavorful meals
scents of rosemary and broth
organized sets of silverware
dinners served with love

yesterday the flies continued to buzz  
stacked dishes crusted and stuck
ignoring putrid air
and pulling out another cup of ramen

welcoming the idea of a brighter outlook
unwavering support to live as well as possible
warm hugs and kisses
and freshly laundered clothes
can only be possible with a light like yours

Open both eyes
put on your slippers
and carry on

Take a bowl
lift down the cereal
and carry on

Angle the mirror
pull a face
and carry on

Choose a tie
polish your shoes
and carry on

Walk to the corner
buy a paper
and carry on

Return home
sit alone
and quietly, carry on