Little
Things
A summer's breeze, a smiling child, A daffodil that's growing wild, A deep orange sunset in the West; Those little things, I love the best.
A still dark night with fireflies, The laughter in my mother's eyes, A multicolored rainbow's end ... Are little things that count, my friend.
A fuzzy warm puppy (licking my face), Kisses with hugs and a loving embrace, Rain pouring down on a roof made of tin, Sitting under a shade (with a soft gentle wind;
Those little things make life worth living. Being kind to a stranger, caring and giving, Laughing and sharing your hopes and your dreams; There is nothing more precious than those little things.
~ Vickie Lambdin ~
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updated 12/31/01
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