it's the little things that make us go on...
the small flowers popping up
the child that skips down the street
the baby that sleeps on his moms shoulder on the bus
having the dishes done when i get home
the clouds in the perfect cluster
the blue sky looking radient
that one compliment from your boss you thought you'd never get
the voice of my nephew
the perfect song or lyric at the perfect time
the perfect quote at the perfect time
just knowing you're not alone
seeing the moon from my office
very sweet my dear.
Posted by: mati at February 23, 2005 02:33 PM