from the grocery store parking lot 5 days before easter

picking out the two-tray package of orange-colored peeps
the small solar-powered mechanical dancing flower
destined for your windowsill at work
and the tiny milk carton of mini whoppers eggs
i found myself once again
on the verge of tears
lost in the small world
of all the small things i can do
to distract you
from everything else
that is not so small
so pretty
so sweet.