I am just a single flower
What can I hope to say
I am not a grand bouquet
But in some small way
I am important to her
I am not a grand bouquet
I am just a single flower
Triolet
“Sometimes Little Things Mean A Lot“
For the little things in life
Often gone unnoticed
Today I am thankful I can walk using only a lightweight one point cane.
Quite a strange thing to be thankful for you might say, but…it sure beats lying in a hospital bed, being unable to walk or having to walk with a walker or a heavy duty 4 point cane, as was previously my case.
Little things we don’t think twice about, daily tasks we do that we often take take for granted, or routine things we do without thought….
Like tying a shoe, or putting a shoe on without using a shoehorn for help.
Or, pulling on a sock, trimming a toenail, bending a knee, taking a shower, washing clothes, carrying out garbage, loading and unloading a dishwasher, reaching up, bending down, sitting in any chair or position for any length of time, dressing and undressing yourself, cooking meals, sweeping a floor, vacuuming a carpet, lifting things, and I could go on and on. Mundane daily tasks for some, great achievements for others…
Appreciating
The little things we often do,
Frequently overlooked
Two months ago I fell, fractured my hip and had to have surgery. This resulted in me not being able to do all these little things I so often took for granted. Now, as I am regaining the ability to do all these things again, I am finding myself feeling so excited and thankful! For I have come to realize that nothing we do is a “little thing”, it is a blessing and it should be treasured.
For many can’t do these things because of injury, illness, or some other circumstance. For these individuals, the ability to do one or all of these things would be a great blessing.
It’s something to think about…
Treasure all you have
Be thankful for all you do
Nothing done is small
Haibun

Tiny little flowers
In white, pink and blue
How could anyone
Ever forget you?
For you surely are significant
Your beauty’s not obscure
In my garden you are welcomed
Even though you’re miniature
For size doesn’t designate
A flowers sense of worth
As often it’s the little things
That are most regarded on this earth
Therefore you need not worry
As you grow in my garden plots
For I will always remember you
My little Forget-Me-Nots
Leona J. Atkinson 05-31-13