What do the little things mean to you? (everything)
a poem
What do the little things mean to you? (everything)
It’s like that song about brown paper packages
except restaurants switching from plastic bags to paper bags that I’ve begun to collect and decorate as gift bags for others to use before it finally becomes recycled, and eventually shredded into worm compost bedding.
Paper, I just love paper, and how it gives rise to the things to read, protect the things that nourish us, and become a gift.
You’d expect a writer to say that, yeah?
#WritingPrompt from TC Hails: What do the little things mean to you?
Hi, I’m Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她). Wait til you let me loose in a stationery store LMAO.
Hop down the rabbit hole with me and Sharon Hurley Hall?