Another well written piece of storytelling. It's quite sad. Even in the writing there doesn't seem to be much happening (I mean that in a good way, I swear). My favourite two stanzas have to be two and five. I can't pick between them.
P.S. Please comment and vote honestly on every poem that you read.
As always I have admired your ability to capture words and describe things so vividly. You have managed to do that yet again with this write that I can relate to very easily. Though others may think our little insignificant things we do are mundane, it is in the nurturing and acceptance nature within us. Though the things we do may not be appreciated now, they will come to fruition at some point in our lives, if not by someone else, then perhaps when we review our life in whole and know the choices we made were right. Excellent write dear.