The Small Things.
Remember the small things, which color your life,
a rainbow, a flower, a star, or a kite.
These are the things that will follow your days,
even as others disappear in a haze.
The laughter of your children, will still ring so clear,
even when music, no longer you hear.
Everyone ages, that fact is quite clear,
and age can be cruel, and it can bring fear.
But while others are stressing over each new ache or pain,
you'll be remembering the sweet smell of rain.
As you grow old, you remember much less,
of whats most important... That's the price of success.
But if you can put your success on a shelf,
and still roll in the grass, still be good to yourself.
Then aging will never bring physical pain,
and life will not steal what's left of your brain.
So remember one thing. A small thing.. Inside.
Remember down deep, that small child you hide.
Don't give up the giggle, the whisper, the cheer,
don't give up the laughter, or what you hold dear.
As another birthday passes from sight,
remember the small things which color your life.