It’s the simple things...

a touch, a laugh, a smile
fond memories to file

the brilliance of a purple flower
heat from a steamy shower
spicy bites to devour

a handwritten note
cheerful, with a funny quote

a wind-caught sail
a shell so frail
an old pirate tale

a shaded park bench waiting
inviting, for the taking

a low-slung moon
a jazzy tune
a white sand dune

a sunny day to spend
laughing with a friend

It’s the simple things
each day brings
that pull heartstrings.

-- T. Lynn Ocean