Those little things that bring joy;
Little smiles that showers love,
Little whispers that call me dear,
A warm hug which tear away my fears;
Small things, Small wonders,
Big hopes, bigger woes,
It all comes to us in turns,
Smaller the hope, smaller the woes;
Those little blooms that sway in the wind,
The silent breeze that wipes my tears,
Birds singing away to find,
Love and light up in the trees;
These are my little things of joy,
That fills my heart with delight,
I hope, I wish, they are forever mine,
These little things,
These joys of mine…
- Preethi Venugopal
- Preethi Venugopal
Those little joys are precious...and beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteYes Sadia, they are.
ReplyDeleteThank You for the comment.