What Matters Most Poem by steve obrien

What Matters Most



It the little things
That I miss
The way I feel
When we kiss

Or when she walks
Next to me
Hand in hand
So happily

She catches me
When I fall
Her encouragement
Keeps me tall

I’d like to find
A better way
To make her happy
Every day

To let her know
That “all is well
She shouldn't worry”
Is what I’ll tell

Our life will be
A gentle coast
Her peace of mind
Is what matters most

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I spent a few years incarcerated(hence the name The Poet Prisoner) and I wrote hundreds of poems/love letters to my wife. With this piece she and I had just spoken on the phone, and I wanted her to feel a little better with these words.
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