Don't forget what's important.
It isn't always dollar signs
and nice rides,
or even a mansion in L.A.
It isn't a song on MTV,
your face on the TV screen,
or clothes from the most trendy place.
It's a Saturday morning tea party
with your little girl.
A smile from your wife
when you open the door getting home from work.
It's evenings on the porch swing
with a glass of sweet tea.
Sunday mornings in church with your family.
A phone call from Dad at just the right time.
Don't forget what's important.
Life, it goes by so very fast.
It's the little things that make it worthwhile
when you've come to breathe your last.
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published May 2013.