For Want of a Nail
For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
The smallest things count...truth be told...many times I feel like that "small person"...who am I to do big things...I am just a small town...west coast boy with a dream in a Big God. Truth be told, you are so important to something or someone.
Imagine if you were never born...think of all the people you would never have touched so far. Add to it all the future people and good deeds that still ahead of you.
Do not despise small things...like in the poem above...it may win the kingdom