Canyon Country, CA
I work with a lot of children, and this little 3 year old boy named, Samuel, is usually this happy go lucky, always smiling, adorabe boy. One day he was crying uncontrollably, and came running up to me, and just wouldnt stop. So I asked him what was wrong and he said he lost his lollipop. So I went and got him another one, and the crying immediately stopped. It was such a little thing to be crying over, but he didn't think so, and it makes you think...we all have our own 'little' things to be crying over, or which seem to be little things to others, but we know how 'horrible' that 'little' things is to us. So like kids, we 'cry' over it, and when something is done to fix our problem, we are fine and return to being 'happy go lucky' again. Though, I know it doesn't always happen that way. Anyways, enough of my rambling, I am glad you all enjoyed the poem!
~*~ Time erases and rewrites all the lines. What remains is the poetry! ~*~