It's the Littlest Things

You introduced me to your friend a tiny new find

Made his way to your heart knowing it was kind

Rapunzel, you be the reach of his refuge twined

It's the littlest things that draw loves state of mind


Nature sculpted with a cruel, crooked pen it designed

One inch of humped life with a leg that was unkind

Tiny maus man pilfered hope through a cracked rind

It's the littlest things that draw loves state of mind


Magic of a fairytale in a wild spirit that roams unconfined

You the heroine with he needing what all others declined

Destinies deities cast the spell one to each other combined

It's the littlest things that draw loves state of mind


You called him by name to the place where he so dined

Two gentle spirits defied the odds of the ordinary aligned

Allowing you to care for a heartbeat otherwise left behind

It's the littlest things that draw loves state of mind


Still now, his gentle heart knew benevolence from mankind

A crippled little mouse who'd have lived til death resigned

You kept him sheltered in the storm, wove his path entwined

Proving it's the littlest things that draw loves state of mind


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States

Yes, it's the little things in life that end up in our memories as the most fond and appreciated. A very nice work about love and what it can mean. I enjoyed your piece very much and hope to read more. Thanks for sharing, Amy.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you so much, whonunuwho. I am very happy that you enjoyed this piece. Thank you for leaving such a kind comment.

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epigramman 4 years ago

.....there is so much depth, soul and intellect contained in each line here Amy that I might have to ask every university in United States to start a new literary course called Understanding Bechererisms: The key to unlocking and deciphering the Becherer Poetry Code 101

I can always see/read your background as an artist/painter when I go back over each line. You are a true impressionist in that regard but you always paint with a message, profound and deep, and never fail to move 'this reader' (whose jaw has dropped and is sitting on his feet)

into thinking the same thing over and over - no one composes poetry quite like this. Amy you are the thinking man's/woman's poet in residence here at the Hub - the words are always beautiful and in their beauty they always are expressed with such meaning.

Time to pick my jaw back up and walk away from here with my proverbial tail between my legs - if poetry is art then Amy you have just created poetic art.

lake erie time 10:05am

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tonymac04 4 years ago from South Africa

Nice 0ne, Amy! I think you had fun writing this.

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suzettenaples 4 years ago from Taos, NM

Beautiful, Amy. The little things draw love to one another. You really get to the basics of love and life in your poetry. Lovely!

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

The first paragraph of your beautiful comment had me laughing, Colin. Through the middle I was crying. Then, I ended up laughing again! You never fail to amaze me with your perceptive sensitivity. This is a true story about my daughter and the tiny rescue that sought her out. She is the St. Francis of the trailer park where she lives! She would call this little guy and he would make his way to her. I have never seen anything quite like it short of a Disney film! She cared for him this whole summer. I don't know how long the normal lifespan of a wild mouse is, but I can say that little fella has some extraordinary stories to tell St. Peter. Born but a poor little creature that would have spent his short time on earth suffering, my daughter took him under her wing and made his life great. How many field mice communicate with a human being, other than to watch them scramble for the nearest chair to stand on? LOL

As I can see you understand, Colin, because nothing gets past your sensitive heart, the piece is metaphorical for the differences we can all make in extending a hand to any living being that is suffering. And, in the process of giving, enrich our own life.

I am incredibly honored when you set your vision on anything I write, Mister C, because you see with all of your being. I feel blessed to know you.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Tony, It is a true story, believe it or not. Lets just say, I was emotional when I put this together. Writing this made me feel that there is hope for those less fortunate through the goodness of others. Thank you so much, Tony, for giving me some of your time and leaving me your thoughts. I appreciate your generosity. It is fun to be able to see something and get it down, concrete, expressed on paper! Thank you!

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dearest Suzette, I can't think of anything more satisfying than witnessing, even the smallest act of kindness, and being able to get it down on paper, making it real forever. The hope that someone, even one person, might relate, feel and understand makes me feel blessed and enriched spiritually.

Thank you so much, my friend, for your inspiration, which is a rich source of kindness that drives me on.

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Curiad 4 years ago from Lake Charles, LA.

Incredibly beautiful Amy, It is a special gift you have to communicate this way, and a gift for those people that can communicate with nature and creatures on a spiritual level.

I look forward to each and every piece you write.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

What a beautiful comment you leave me with, Mark. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind, sweet words.

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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and beautiful. Lovely words. Odd but true the little, simple things are those that stay in the memory most and at times bring a smile. Passing this on.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, Gypsy. I'm so glad you liked this piece. Although, it's a true story, it almost felt like a Disney tale. I couldn't help but think of you when I finished it.

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Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

"Little things that you do, let me know, that your love is true" (Bobby Goldsboro I think) Your poem just brought that to mind. Beautifully written. I didn't get notice of it, just happened across it. Glad I did!

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I'm glad you happened upon this, Jackie. I appreciate your words. It is actually a true story about my daughter and her tiny, wild rescue. She has quite a number of guinea pig rescues, but Megan made me think of St. Francis with this little guy. She could call him or make certain little sounds and he'd come right up to her. She has a special connection with animals. Thank you, Jackie, for your visit. I always love seeing you.

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Genna East 4 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

I liked Colin’s term, “Becherisms” that bring color and texture to the inimitable and unique creativity of Amy Becherer. :-)

They are gentle spirits in life that remind us that so much of what is in fairytales is true. How lucky you are, and your daughter too, to be blessed with the “littlest things that draw loves state of mind.” I loved this one.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you so much, Genna. And, yes, Colin is quite an imaginative, creative character. He is a very sensitive, loyal, bright man that personifies one of a kind.

When my grandmother told me while I was still a child "Amy, stop looking for the burning bush. You'll find the important things in a whisper" it changed me. As I've grown older, I think about that a lot and it has profoundly changed me now. I see miracles in things that many might consider a nuisance. My daughter is much more "inner" directed than I had the courage to be at her age. I saw the same things, but then, I was more influenced by what authority figures considered "normal." I was advised to grow a tougher skin. Much of what I gained from my hubpage friends has allowed me to be who I am and be grateful at that. Age is part of my ability to be myself, but I have to give credit to friends like you and so many others that read my work and tell me what they think. It has been a spiritual experience writing here, Genna. Thank you for being here for me.

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The Frog Prince 4 years ago from Arlington, TX

It's definitely the little things that bring the most reward and joy. Big things are memorable but the little bits are etched into your being.

The Frog

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Perfectly put, Frog Prince. You are so right that "the little bits are etched into your being." I love that phrase. Thank you so much!

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Pamela99 4 years ago from United States

I would also agree that it is the little things that make the precious memories of life. Lovely poem.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you for reading and leaving your lovely comment, Pamela. I appreciate your visit very much.

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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

Amy, This is so sweet. You should be writing children's books. I love the way you brought Rapunzel into your poetic piece, and it is the littlest things that bring us joy, a smile, a kind word, seeing an old friend, a Mother's hug. Today i heard a man whistle and it made me feel happy. Loved this Amy..Cheers

I never read other's comments til i have commented, so i hope i didn't miss the gist of your poem.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I never read anyone else's comment before I leave mine either, Ruby. I don't want to be influenced by another. Then, sometimes, I will go back after I post mine to see what other's say. This, my friend, is a true story and Rapunzel is my daughter. You got it perfectly, Ruby Tuesday, you sexy whistled at woman! The little things make all the difference, they can have a huge impact on how we feel. They are usually small acts of kindness that can change the course of a day or even a lifetime. Thank you so much, Ruby, for the kindness in your visits and meaningful words. Love you, my friend.

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breakfastpop 4 years ago

You have such a magnificent talent, Amy. You capture a moment in life and make it immortal. Up and awesome.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Pop, Thank you for your poetically beautiful, uplifting words to me. I am so touched and eternally grateful I've crossed paths with you, my dear friend.

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midget38 4 years ago from Singapore

A great poem on how love grows on the little things. I like the way the repetition drew that out and gave a constant reminder to readers! Thanks, Amy.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

thank you, midget38. I appreciate you stopping by to check this out and leaving a great comment!

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drbj 4 years ago from south Florida

As I read your creative and imaginative poetry, Amy, I recalled an image of a collectible once produced by Walt Disney of a tiny field mouse reaching for a crystal dewdrop. You can view it at this URL:

You have a powerful gift, m'dear.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear drbj, Thank you for sending me the link to that adorable collectible Disney field mouse. I may look for something along those lines, but less fragile and expensive, to give my daughter to remind her of her special little friend.

The most touching, cherished gift, are your words to me, drbj. You are the rarest of gems, my friend.

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Lucky Cats 4 years ago from The beautiful Napa Valley, California

so so wonderful, Amy...this is what the world needs....more people like you and your lovely daughter....bless you a million fold and thank God for souls such as yours and, through you....your daughter's. I rest more easily having read this. Thank you.

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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Kathy, I thought about you and your endeavors to make the world a kinder, gentler more hospitable place for all animals as I wrote this. I remember a magnificent spider that was on the wall in my basement in Hillsboro, MO. I went downstairs to do a load of laundry and saw his shadow first! My ex, bless his heart, responded to my request for help in getting the spider unharmed into a coffee can so we could return him to nature. We got him outside into the empty wooded lot next door. He was huge and had some black and yellow striping on his body and legs and I was glad he was left intact and alive, as he'd managed to stay that way for long enough to get very large!

I was completely amazed at my daughter's little friend. So tiny, with a physical deformity, yet able to get around and happy to have found my daughter. He not only responded to the tone of her voice, but came to her when she called him! How many field mice and how many humans (outside of a Disney production) experience that?

Thank you, Kathy, for taking the time from your overextended life to visit me and leave your wonderful comment. It is a supreme compliment to me and Megan that this little act of love lets you rest a little easier.

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50 Caliber 4 years ago from Arizona

Ms.Amy, Aye you stumped the old 1 cup of mud mind so well, drawn in by the Title and my gears growled like a ticked off Rott, so it was another cup and a smoke pulling on a beard old enough to by a beer I read it again slowly picking the littlest things out, I found three characters in play, the little mouse was one, spied by another that he had no fear and they joined observed by yet another, I guess that's as far as I could go I was stumped short of it being a tail of you as a child and being kindly spied catching a willing victim to keep and care for. It never dawned upon my pointed head it could have been your daughter instead!

Ms Ruby gave it away, she's kinda observant that way, I felt better after reading Sir Epi and his words, Like him I believe, some times it's fun to be fooled combined with Ms Ruby, better to know.

I can clearly see I need all the coffee before I take in your writing so I might get it quicker and alone. A very interesting read full of the little things that seemed to trip me up, I did go and vote it all the way up, I'll be back to see if I can pick another, in time for Now it's time to feed the critters and fill the water it's bound to be a blustery fall day of 100 or more.

Peace and Blessings,


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Dust,

I feel so privileged to hear from you. I am completely drawn into your stories, as every comment is a memerizing story in itself. Without a doubt, you make me laugh, you make me cry with your forthright goodness. I live in an apt with private residences all around me in the city of St. Louis, MO. When I lived in rural Hillsboro, MO, I fed all the wild critters, from birds (including a family of "Woody" woodpeckers), raccoons, opossums, chipmunks, a family of feral cats and the three dogs, sun conyer, aquatic turtle, rabbit, and chinchilla I called family. Here, I continue, despite great resistance from the neighbors, to feed the birds. You'd think I was committing the crime of the century. One neighbor has destroyed three feeders in an attempt to stop me. Yet, it's obvious that these objectors never miss a meal. Since I ask no one for the money to buy the birdseed and I clean the small area I use in the parking lot near my vehicle every day, including the water I put out, I can't understand why my feeding the birds is such an abomination in their lives. This past summer included a devastating drought and my small contribution to the local wildlife helped the animals, albeit in a small way. I'm finding the more people I know, the more I prefer the animal kingdom. I am always heartened by your words and a lifestyle that embraces kindness to all living things. Thank you, Dusty, for making my day.

I'm grateful that our lengthy period of 100 degree days is behind Missourians now. It was brutal and I noticed the critters were staying under cover until the sun went down in July and August. It is supposed to get up to 80 degrees here and then plummet to predictions for a hard freeze by the weekend.

I'm off to take me mum to the DDS this afternoon and pick up some more birdseed!

Peace and blessings to you, Dust.

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CrazedNovelist 4 years ago from Hampton, GA

Always awesome Amy. Really great writing here, very romantic in a way, I think... I'm not one to analyse poetry too well, but I think that was the gist of what I understood... correct me if I'm wrong!! :) Always awesome to stop by!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Hey, Aubrey, I think the best part of poetry is the freedom in its interpretation. I would say that "yes, it is romantic in a way", and I hadn't actually thought of that before you saw it. So, thank you for taking the time to visit and teaching me something in the process. You are awesome!

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