Small Things Poem by Cece Winters

Small Things



At first I was upset
that you wouldn't see me today.
But then I remembered
something that made me happy.
We always make plans for the future.
Even the smallest things like that
can make me forget about my sadness.

Small Things
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression
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