It’s the small things that make the most difference
the cup of tea made by a friend,
the tiny bird sitting on your windowsill
the feeling of the sea on your toes
the ‘I love you’ from a loved one.
I treasure my favourite small moments
in a tight jar under my bed
and I open it whenever I feel lonely
to know that people love me.
The feeling of the sun on my face,
the way my girlfriend says my name.
The smell of the Bakery down the road,
the hug from my classmate,
the phone call from home.
I take notice of everyone around me
to see if they are enjoying the little things
as much as me.


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