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"The Little Things"
It feels good to miss things again
Some things, I guess.
Like a friend who's usually always around
But now, they’re not.
Or eating lunch at your regular lunch joint
But now, you can’t.
Because the place is closed
Or that reckless distraction you always figured owned you
Then realized, it doesn’t.
But you crave it more than anything
You know, the little things.
Published 16th Apr 2020
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16th Apr 2020 11:42pm
Like a mosquito misses its daily feast,
And the stray cats find their caregivers absent,
In a sense,
We are all parasites in commune.
And the stray cats find their caregivers absent,
In a sense,
We are all parasites in commune.
17th Apr 2020 00:15am
It's always good to appreciate those little things
When you miss what was there before its significance is greater
An appreciation of the simple everyday life
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
When you miss what was there before its significance is greater
An appreciation of the simple everyday life
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
17th Apr 2020 4:05am
I was just having this conversation with a friend. Double edged sword for sure
17th Apr 2020 5:30am
Yes of course we all miss the little things like grabbing a bite to eat at a restaurant, going to get a drink at the bar, and going to the movies. Great poem. Keep on writing.
