It is a leap of heart. The kindness that's been long buried in your chest bursts beyond your ribcages, setting fireworks to another's sky. A deed so unconditional, it lights up the darkest corners of the world.
"Thank you," for all things small and colossal. For all you've spared out of empty pockets. For the better good you decided to be. I am thankful for the sprinkle of benevolence that you are, when drought is at its finest.
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We have learned to grow in love, in patience, in generosity - in the many nobler things in life, but it is growing in gratitude that plants a smile, deep within one's soul.
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Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Poetry"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
