Little Things
Little
Seemingly insignificant
The memories stitch themselves together
Like a quilt
There are beautiful designs
And vibrant patterns
That we name the blanket of life
Our brains
Wrap themselves around what the eye is processing
And we wear the blanket
When it's cold
And reality seems to have no end
Or
When it's hot
And we don't mind the extra warmth
To process the experience
Of our world
Each quilt is different
Just as each of us is unique
And those little things
Fill in the gaps
Just as the stitches keep the blanket together
Enjoy yhe stitches of life
For you never know when life itself might unravel....