I Used To Think

I used to think

I used to think,
The moon,
Was following me,
I used to think,
It meant something,
That I would mean something someday.

I used to think,
That the stars,
Were smiling down on me,
I used to think,
It was important,
That someday,
I would find someone to love.

I used to think,
The sun,
Was shining on me,
I used to think,
It was special,
That someday,
I would be forever happy.

I used to think,
The wind,
Was whistling at me,
I used to think,
That it was something else,
Something other than what it was,
Something meaningful,
Something important,
Something special,
To me
Then I realised,
The Moon follows everyone,
The Stars smile down on all people,
The sun Shines on everybody,
And the Wind whistles at anyone,
willing to listen for it.

Now I see,
That the world isn't all about me,
Everone means something to someone,
Everyone will find someone to love,
And if they are willing to listen,
Everyone will be forever happy,
But only if,
They can appriciate,
The smallest things in life.