Little Things

Little Things
Nag at the back of your mind
Rippling the perfect picture
Nibbling away at the corners.

Little thing
Pile up like snow drifts
Seemingly insurmountable
But melt when the sun shines.

Little things
Let them go
Drift away
Like chimney smoke
Insubstantial puffs
On the breeze.

Little things
Are only as big
As we let them be.