Notice the little things, see the mundane
never let the not quite perfect moments go down the drain.
Next time you glance back at all your regrets, take a closer look over what you step.
You’d be surprised to find that under the dirt and dust of the past,
a glimpse of happy memories peaks through, a form of joyfulness unmapped.
Sometimes in the form of a footprint left behind by the one you love walking just in front of you, or a flower that’s actually a weed but you always pick them because they are pretty, or on the rare occasion a button.
A button that fell from a long shirt while someone was taking a family picture, or from the shirt of a child who grazed the bark of a tree while running past, possibly from a lady’s dress coat as she was getting somewhere fast.
As you step over this tiny reminder of the past,
don’t forget that you aren’t the first one to be here, nor are you the last.
Because either way you are walking through and walking over,
hopefully without worry of what is out further.
Enjoy the next step you take and see the hints around you, that you have never been the first person to stand where you stand, or step where you step,
and the buttons left behind are to show that they did make it through,
just in front of and just before you.
