So Little is So Much

by Corinne   Nov 9, 2008


So Little Means So Much
Copyright November 14, 2008 Corinne Curcio

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Red and yellow leaves
Carpet Brooklyn neighborhoods
Nature's broad brush stokes
Put Van Gogh to shame
Cats pose in windows
There's birdsong in the woods
And your pretty smile is
Bright as Autumn's flame

When one has so little
So little means so much
Worth more than
A golden Midas touch
I'll never have riches and such
So when one has so little
So little means so much

Music in the morning
A small gift that delights
Laughter shared with friends
Timeless works of art
Sunny cloudless days and
Heavenly star filled nights
Your pretty smile always
Gladdens my heart

When one has so little
So little means so much
Worth more than
A golden Midas touch
I'll never have riches and such
So when one has so little
So little means so much

No point in wishing
For what might never be
Better to love
What's given to me

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  • 10 years ago

    by Lu

    No point in wishing
    For what might never be
    Better to love
    What's been given to me
    ^^^
    I absolutely loved this ending !!!

    Such a deep message ... a must read for everyone.

    Excellent read my friend !

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Chaos

    No point in wishing
    For what might never be
    Better to love
    What's been given to me

    Absolutely love the ending to this poem, you summed it up so nicely, great work.

  • 10 years ago

    by Melissa

    This is breathtaking, so incredibly beautiful and heartfelt. This poem is well worded in it's entirety, but the last two stanzas are fantastic!

    "When one has so little
    So little is so much
    Worth more than
    A golden Midas touch
    I'll never have riches and such
    So when one has so little
    So little is so much

    No point in wishing
    For what might never be
    Better to love
    What's been given to me "

    ^^^Just WOW! ;o) Awesome, Awesome Work, Corinne!

  • 10 years ago

    by Cindy

    Corinne
    this poem made me cry as I read it.

    No point in wishing
    For what might never be
    Better to love
    What's been given to me

    The sad thing is so many people don't get it till it's to late :(
    Excellent job!
    (((Hugs)))
    Cindy