Take heart

Take heart

From the little things.

They count as reminders,

That not every thought

Should carry you away

On a flight of fancy.

With your head

Stuck in the clouds

Whilst twinkling feet

Dance an Argentine tango.

Take comfort

In small truths.

That sometimes mean more

Than the words they use.

Treasure those

Simple pleasures,

That brought the world together

When all seemed lost,

And underpin

Everything,

With the real meaning

Of your life.

Work hard

And remember,

Every second counts

Only when it lingers

In memory,

And leaves enough room

For happy hours,

Fresh starts,

And new beginnings.

When standing still

Becomes a prelude

To moving on.