the sound of my brothers laugh
the smell of breakfast cooking in the morning
the taste of kind words rolling off my tounge
the feel of a warm bed in the morning, the kind of warm where you know you got a good nights sleep
the sight of true love
these things may seem insignificant to some
but to me
they mean the world
they are the reason my world revolves
they are the reason I am alive
they are the reason I wake up and, sometimes, the reason I go to sleep.
they are the simple things
that make me the happiest