The smell of rain on sun-baked tarmac.
Dogs, chasing seaweed on the sand.
Fresh bread, baking in the oven.
Coffee, brewing on the stove.
The smiles on peoples\' faces as they pass me in the street.
My daughters eating icecream in the sun.
The sound of raindrops on the window,
Just sitting for a while.
Fat men on tiny mopeds.
All things that make me smile