Small Things that Count

It’s said small things don’t matter in this great world of ours,

The whine of one mosquito can wake you up for hours

It echoes through the silence till you just want to cry

So that’s a crazy statement and now you know just why.

And have you ever had a flea you simply cannot find?

The little buggar bites you till you almost lose your mind.

You can’t find where he is, but you sure know where he’s been

You scritch and scratch relentlessly, your mood becoming mean

And don’t forget the grandkids, though at times you wish you could

‘Cause often when you’ve company and you need them to be good

They faithfully repeat the things you never should have said.

Makes you wish you’d followed instinct and chased them off to bed.

But worst of all are small things that float all through the air –

They wait their chance and dig right in before you know they’re there.

The bugs and germs that seek you out and make you cough and sneeze

Will not give up attacking till they’ve brought you to your knees.

So small things really matter be they bad or be they good

Just take a timtam biscuit – do you really think you should?

Chocolate is a cure-all for each and every ill

Just call me Doctor Ducky, and I’ll send you my bill.