The Simple Things


Suffling through the crunch of leaves

when the rain begins to fall,

And running through the yard

when the grass is too tall.


This is what freedom is

in its most early stage,

Like getting lost in a book

and can't stop turning the page.


It's the little things

that set us free,

And send us into a place

that we never want to leave.


What makes us smile

and what makes us sad,

What we have to cherish

what we want so bad. 


It's the simple things in life

that we take for granted,

And it's the simple things

we love the most.


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