We look each day for big things
The grandiose, the wins,
The pie-in-sky accomplishments
Where life we’re sure begins

Obsessed with looking forward
And always asking, “When?”
Or paralyzed by fear that if
We fail we’ll never mend

When all the while around us
Life’s joys are wisping by,
The gentle touch of loved ones
The soft breath in their sigh

The trees, the grass, the colors
All shaped by nature’s hand,
The kindnesses and empathy
Our brotherhood of man

Hold tight to dreams, pursue them
And set your fears aside,
But understand the balance
Of gratitude and pride

It is through moments cherished
That we learn to clear our souls,
And make room for abundance
And the things that matter most

~ Leana Delle
Sunday, June 30, 2019
2019 Sunday Poetry Challenge – Number twenty-five of fifty-two
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