the big book of bad poetry

little things

i love the time in life

when im focused on the little things you love so much.

the yellow watering can

those ancient typewriters

black and white photographs.

and the things made me smile because you were happy.

when the thing you hated most was wet socks

or sick kittens

or untuned guitars.

but now its different

as it always is.

because there's always the lowest part of life.

when you cant make yourself smile

and it feels like you're suffocating

but that doesnt mean you cant be happy

that you cant still look at the sky

and smile just because its there

because you can always use the little things

to make yourself happy

and smile

and for once feel the air as something to push you forward

not weigh you down.

and you will truely know whats it's like

to be alive.