Oft Times Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Oft times,
The smallest of things
Are the biggest of all

Oft times,
The softer you land
The harder you fall

Oft times,
Life is a present
Tied with ribbon and lace

Oft times,
The one's you ignored
In your dreams have a face

Oft times,
The beginning and end
Join together attached

Oft times,
Those doors that you locked
With new love come unlatched

Oft times,
The family lost
In new loyalty found

Oft times,
The things that you're not
—free your world to go round

(Airplane To Las Vegas: August 1,2015)