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Those Little Things in Life - Poetry
It’s the little things that mean a lot
Or so we are told
A single rose, a card, a touch
Never does grow old
It’s the little things that remain so dear
A hug, a sympathetic ear
From friends who share our hurts
And understand our tears
Hearts are easily broken
When harsh words are spoken
More painful than bones broken
With a careless thought or token.
A smile can light up a room
Sweeps away sadness and doom
Shines sunlight through the gloom
Sweeps it all away like a broom
Laughter heals the soul
That sadness holds
It quickens and mends
Draws family and friends
And brings joy to both young and old
How sweet the smell of a tiny babe
Freshly dressed and newly bathed
Bundled up and soft as silk
Satisfied with mother’s milk
Sweetly sleeping safe and warm
Angles protecting from every storm
Perfectly formed right from the start
A blessing given from God’s own heart
Silence is a deep chasm
That separates lovers and friends
Communication builds a bridge
And joy that never ends
Comments
- Author
Thank you Rosemary.
A lovely sweet poem. Too true it is the little things that count and are more meaningful.
- Author
So true Kat, but we take those little things that mean so much for granted until one day those times have slipped by. Thanks for commenting.
- Author
Thank you cleaner, I hope to mix the right pictures with the words that I feel so strongly.
Hi, that's a lovely poem.
Nothing in the world can buy happiness, love and joy in life. It's those 'little' things that matter, like you described in your words, which in essence are actually BIG things. Because they are the basics of what our life is built on, and what keeps us moving forward.
Very nice. love your poetry, love your imagery.
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