'Little Blessings' Poem by Linda Winchell

Be happy with the little things
leave the larger to themselves.
Then embace their timeless blessings
don't just leave them on some dusty shelf.

For the littlest of these pleasures
are unseen fulfillment of a human need
Such as the lilies fragrance in a valley
or sweet honey from the bees.

A little daisy plucked, by some little hand
given to you with purest of thought.
By some small, smiling little lad
with that little green bug he caught.

Those echoed songs of morning
from the birds God gave to you.
Find all these things in the littlest of blessings
they will be the largest of blessings for you.