Saturday, September 22, 2012

For Granted

What once elicited
Many a happy warble,
Now barely lifts a smile.

Small little things that
Made a sweet difference,
Presently dig a grave divide.

The same few words
Spoken in diverse tones,
Chronicle a distance, wide.

A long time ago, so precious,
No anymore, not even close.
Sensitively termed ‘Forgotten’.

Why make loss your teacher?
Don’t wait to appreciate
What’s been a support throughout.

Step away from that curb,
Look again, smile, re-value;
Take nothing for granted.

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