SmallThings (to Sweetness)


It’s the small

Things that amuse

Me a sleepy

Kitten purring or

The hysterical lapping

Tongue of an

Anxious wiggling puppy

Or snow drops

Popping through late

April snow and

Even mid-July cloudbursts

That give rise

To steamy streets

But most of

All it’s your

Just-about-to-sleep nighttime riddles

That tickle me