The Little Things.A Poem by MilyMaybe it is about watching the sun set. Starring, taking all the beauty in. Maybe it's about waking up early on Sunday mornings, just to drink coffee on the porch and listen to the birds sing. Maybe it's about blasting music, dancing crazy all by yourself. Tomorrow will never be guaranteed. And as much as I don't take chances, I know that I should.. Because fear is temporary, but regret will always be forever. So watch the sun set. Listen to the birds on crisp mornings. Laugh, dance all alone. Live. Because maybe tomorrow, It may all be gone. © 2014 Mily |
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