What is it about 

certain things 

that make them 

the things worth living for? 

 

What is it about 

a child's laughter 

a favorite song 

fireflies on a late summer night 

meeting a stranger's smile with your own? 

 

How is it that 

those things  

have the ability to take us away from 

the things 

that make us

clench our jaws, or feel our hearts drop in our chests? 

 

There's something about

those things,

something we may never understand.  

But, for me, today, 

they just are 

those things; 

it doesn't have to matter.