Little things

All those little things that you have taken for granted.
All those little things that you think do not matter.
All those little things that you perceive as trivial.

Yet those little things,
When they are gone,
When it is too late,
When everything shall be fold silently in teary future,
It will be significant.
Ain't it?

And some will say;
I shall do my best
I shall value it more

Yet past is past.