The Little Things

A wish upon a shooting star

A dream upon a day.

Just a few little things

That give us hope in a mystic way.

Tick tock goes the clock

A rape case on the radio.

Some things don't bring us joy

But cause us pain, hidden in shadows.

Staring into an open fire

Staring at the stars.

The only things that really make me

Lie in simple aww.

 

Reviews

[Randal Bright]

This poem is amazing! The rhyming is excellent... But what I love is your message. Happiness comes from the little things in life, and the finest qualities are the subtler qualities in one... One could be an amazing musician... Bombastic and charismatic. But it's the little things that seem to shine most, or rather, don't, o the one who see's those qualities finds them mote attractive andeaningful than any other.


Wonderful poem :)