Why do we wait
Until its too late
To actually stoop
Down
And pick up
A flower and
See if you are
Loved or not
And while your 'e
There
Pick up a leave
And touch the veins
Smell the grass
Touch the early morning
Dew
Feel the purring
Of a cat
Actually enjoy sitting
And watching
Shapes disappearing
In your coffee
Or cuddling your
Cup
For a warm sip
Of tea
Giving yourself permission
To fill a tub
With bubbles
Curl up and
Read a book
Listen to snap krackle
Pop from
Your cereal
Listen to jazz or opera
Crunching celery
Or carrots
Eating a cookie
Without the guilt
Taking time to
Pen to a
Long lost friend
Or write a poem
A story a lie
What will it take
Before it's
Too late