I knew without feeling
And felt without knowing
A belonging and contentment
An unease, as well
In all the right ways
Challenged and appreciated
In one single vibe
Chilling
Beneath a softly sinking sun
Brown eyes
Blinging gold
Casting little shards of happiness
Cutting into my skin
Making me smile
As I looked down
And counted the grass blades
Thinking
How I treasure
These little gems
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A/N:
It's always the small things that add texture and depth to life. Soak in the little moments, give them their pedestal. Life is good.
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-DarthPadre
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