Small

“Small”

The sun breaks the morning,

Then it sails across the sky.

Then the dark and usually the moon.

Beautifully reflected in our eyes.

So many days average,

So many funny stories told.

So much warm, so many tears.

So much hot and cold.

Average can be exhausting,

These mountains may look so tall.

Try to keep it simple,

Try to keep it small.

One small step for soul.

One small step for heart.

Take a breath, rest, we never know how,

Tomorrow will start.

Danny Gunter

09-27-2011