Little things

Little things that the heart says,

The little things that the soul Yearns for,


The smiles, the cries, the heartbreaks and the land, the love.

In the shattered dreams, in the broken promises, we look for these little things.


The music of the silence, and the brightness in the dark.

The sweetest things that we yearn for.

The lovers touch and the friends company,

the little things we yearn for.


Soaking under the sun and cleansing in the rain, the little things we cry for.

The irony, the symphony, the unmastered ballet called life, we travel in every day.

The little things we call life.

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