Little Things
Prosperity surrounds us
in the way we daily live,
the cars we drive,
the clothes we wear,
and in the food we eat.
It’s such a part of my life
that scarcely I’m aware
until I step outside my zone
and visit Haiti dear…
It’s only then I realize
how profligate we are.
When I step inside my Haiti
I see resourcefulness at work
I see the way they use things up
that we would throw away.
I used to think I had it great
with all my fancy things,
but spending time in Haiti
made reality sink in.
It helped me to appreciate
the little things in life:
Clean air to breathe,
enough to eat
and water I can drink…
Cool air that flows
inside my home
and power all the time…
The trash man
that arrives each week,
The sewer I don’t see…
The home I have,
the low crime rate
and all the food I eat…
And then I realize,
possessions aren’t important--
We don’t need this fancy stuff
appreciating what we have
is what it’s all about.
The stuff that really matters
is found inside our hearts--
It’s family… it’s happiness…
and how we live our lives.
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I would like to stay in touch.
Love,
Smita Tewari
No wonder we are going to Hell on a hand basket!
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Lovely words but who can remember this word? For sure not me. Anyway you made of it a beautiful and meaningful poem. Thank you for sharing. Love Emile
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.