Thoughts for Mom on her Birthday

On a typical day

Happiness is over looked

It’s just something

That you’re bound to see again

Nothing to dwell on

But sometimes

We barely realize what things

Actually do make us

Genuinely

Happy

Like cracking an egg

With perfect precision

Or jumping off those last

Few steps in the morning

Stepping on crunchy leaves

Knocking something over

And then catching it “like a ninja”

I love knowing the right spot to scratch

On my dog to make him dance

The smell of fresh bread

Or hitting that snooze button

Even though you know you shouldn’t

The delicate craft of eating the last bite on a Popsicle

And eating the last bit

From the bottom of the chip bag

I love lying in bed and listening to the rainfall

Or helping a worm cross the street

And what if this is happiness

A slow distribution

Of these tiny acts

And maybe now you’ll stop

And be happy

And catch up on your list

Of small

Beautiful

Moments

Happy Birthday, Mom

              Love, Alex