Little headaches, little heartaches
Little griefs of every day
Little trials and vexations.
How they throng upon our way.
Yet all life is formed of small things.
Little leaves make up the trees.
Many tiny drops of water
Blending, make the mighty seas.
Asking Him for grace sufficient
To sustain us through each loss
And to treasure each small suffering
As a splinter from His Cross.
~unknown
