It’s the simple things that make life worth living.

It’s not the power or the money or the game of winning.

It’s the breathing in of freshly cut grass.

It’s creme brûlée eaten with a teaspoon.

It’s the sound of the birds celebrating a new day.

It’s the freshness of a warm croissant flaking away.

It’s the love that you share with the ones you call your own.

It’s the giggles and the cuddles and the chatting about “your best day.”

It’s the realisation that my best day was when.

I held both my children close, delirious on the blessing of togetherness.

It’s the love that transcends time and grave and death.

It’s the knowing that the love chain that binds us together knows not of space nor of years.

It’s the simple things that make life worth living.

It’s the knowing that you, my boy, are never too far away,

As you live in my heart,

And my love pulses for you,only one heartbeat away.