Little Things Poem by Andrew Ahile

Look, those little blocks
From which grew those little huts
Where made from little grains of sand
Though block greater than sand
And hut greater that brick
Greatness is dust
From east to west
Little particles rest
Often wiped and often swept
Often gathered hardly kept
Little actions and giant wars
Little actions and great love
Be thought anew of little words
Little frowns and little smiles
Gentle words and angry cries
Little time and idle whiles
Little words of ancient scribes
With little words and great love I bring you these little notes