It’s the Little Things
By: Rodolfo Perez
I live for the little things.
I live for cold water on a hot day, and a cup of hot
coffee on the cold nights.
I live for a good poem, or a nice wine, or a ray of
sunshine.
I live for the smell of a home-cooked meal on Friday
nights,
For I know my family is home to care, and love is in
the air.
I live for the moments after a face-mask,
Feeling my smooth, soothing skin.
I live for intimate dinners with great people,
And fries in crowded Chicago Chick-fil-a's.
I live for the seconds.
Not the minutes, nor the days,
Nor the years.
I live for the little things.