a typewriter poem, bought for a birthday present

 

where do you focus your love

is it in the little things

in the smile to a stranger on the street

in the way you treat those you don’t know

do you show your love in the little things?

do you bring your full self

do you love your full self

do you love all of who you are?

even the little parts that you hide from the world?

are you satisfied when you’re alone

because you are not lonely      you are enough for yourself

is your love for yourself enough for you?

and if it isn’t what will you do

to love yourself

more

do all things with love and love all things you do

especially you