The little things

It is the little things that count
And give a mother pleasure -

The things her children bring to her

Which they so richly treasure...

The picture that is smudged a bit

With tiny fingerprints,

The colored rock, the lightning bugs,

The sticky peppermints

The ragged, bright bouquet of flowers

A child brings, roots and all -

These things delight a mother's heart

Although they seem quite small.

A mother can see beauty

In the very smallest thing

For there's a little bit of heaven

In a small child's offering.

Katherine Nelson Davis

(Para a minha mãe que sempre deu valor às minhas pequenas coisas e para os meus filhos que me dão coisas pequenas que são imensamente grandiosas..)