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The Little Things

*pic courtesy from pinterest  The little things the little smile the little flower in the corner aisle the little butterfly catches my eye along with  the hovering bee like sketches drawn in the sky look at the little ant fleet just close to my feet the little spider takes a warm seat the little girl who hops on the broken tile while her mother looks right across  the street from a mile I wave at her she waves back the little gestures the little fingers the little spider continues to linger the little heartbeats as humming treats while I pick up the little crumbs from my bread last night

Selfish


Our eyes met
As they were meant.
Bowing down relentlessly
To the priceless gesture.
Hands were held
As our hearts felt.
Serving bravely
To the sacred venture.
Selfish as we all are
Painless to the terrible scar.
The forbidden door left ajar.
While minds were at war.
Loving yourself instead
Scared to take the step ahead.
Paths don’t cross
And no one measures the loss.
The faith is endless
But what happens next is clueless.
For you life is
As for life you are.
The stone takes the leap
While the flow changes its course.
Looking at yourself you weep
Not long as Pain eases the source.

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