The little things.
A kind word spoken, straight from the hart.
Or listening without judging, not a bit.
Getting together after too long apart,
And feel at home right away, I must admit.
Those are the moments worth most in life,
The little things turned treasures in the mind.
No matter the struggle, no matter the strife,
The little things will help you unwind.
So don’t aim for the big things, don’t aim for the sky,
Stay grounded and close to many a friend.
Al other things will crumble, will wither, go by.
The little things will last in the end.
A kind word spoken, straight from the hart.
Or listening without judging, not a bit.
Getting together after too long apart,
And feel at home right away, I must admit.
Those are the moments worth most in life,
The little things turned treasures in the mind.
No matter the struggle, no matter the strife,
The little things will help you unwind.
So don’t aim for the big things, don’t aim for the sky,
Stay grounded and close to many a friend.
Al other things will crumble, will wither, go by.
The little things will last in the end.
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