Saturday, August 15, 2020

Small Things

Maybe we ought to live
for the small things,
like handwritten notes,
the soft light at day's end,
soft and gentle kisses,
rainy days curled up on couches,
unexpected chats,
fireside hand-holding,
put-you-back together hugs,
the beauty of the first snow,
or the smell of spring.
Maybe,
in the end,
it's those small things
that will mean and we'll remember
most.

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