The special little things.
The one's that make your day.
Like that long, hot shower,
Or the leftover birthday cake.
The things like the cool breeze,
On a warm day,
Or the three words,
We rarely ever say.
It's the small things,
That make your day.
The little things,
To take the pain away.
YOU ARE READING
words like rivers
Thơ caThe crappy poems I form in my head at random times. This probably won't even get published. I realized that it's not healthy for me to keep all these in my head all the time, so I put them in a book on here.
