It's The Little Things

It was her 1st time

braving the outdoors

with her trusty rake.

Those leaves have been

on her mind for some time

and when I arrived home,

I noticed she'd been outside.

After just a little scolding

for going out while sick,

I couldn't help but smile.

Our property we share

as neighbors is wooded

and where there are lots of tree's,

one is sure to find

lots of leaves.

And of all the places 

she could have started raking,

she chose the path

that leads from my house to hers.

It's the little things you notice

that make one feel loved.

And I smiled again thinking about 

what she did as I looked out

of my upstairs window today.

The acorns piled about the path

are barely there and the sticks too.

My bare feet can tread sweetly.

They just might have to tread 

her way again soon!