Small Things

To miss a deadline
And watch the sun setting in the sky
To leave work early
And wander lazily 
Through back lanes
Of neighbourhoods 
To watch and listen
And not think 
To hear laughter
That's easily missed
Amidst phone calls and busy Mondays
To stop for a moment
And notice the glint of delight
In my daughter's eyes
As she discovers something new
In the garden patch growing wild
To all the small things
That silently pass by
Unnoticed
As we try to live someone else's life.