Little Things

UnchartedPoet

No one knows how much I love the little things.

The way the birds sing.

The way the summertime feels after spring.

The little things aren’t so little to me.

Like a flower to a bee.

Like a leaf to a tree.

The little things taste sweet like honey to me.

  • Author: UnchartedPoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2024 12:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: I think the little things should be more appreciated.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • NikNak73

    I agree.



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