Little Impressions Poem by Kathryn Tyler King

What matters in this life are the little things, like
birds of a feather and beautiful butterfly wings.
A baby’s cry or laughter and their curious eyes
It’s a part of life. It’s those little impressions.

What matters in life are the smells, the sights,
A warm touch on those dreary, cold winter nights,
the sight of a sunrise or sunset, those blue skies.
They take our breath away, those little impressions.

When we see couples who are deeply in love,
Holding hands, gazing together at stars above,
making the most of their time as it hurriedly flies.
Their love draws emotions, those little impressions.

What matters in this life are our friends and family
As they grow, as they stumble, as they try to see
That God sees them and knows them and really tries
as His Spirit speaks to hearts those little impressions.

What matters in this life is not how wealthy we are
Or how may boats and houses we have or even cars.
If we’re working too hard and all we do is cry
We need to stop and sense those little impressions.

What matters most is how we treat people in life
and that we don’t take advantage or bring strife.
That we make each moment count and not even lie
and bring people memorable little impressions.

So remember as you’re passing through the day,
to look at the sky, the birds and children at play,
to listen to the elderly wisdom before they die.
For life is full of so many useful little impressions.