Thinking... On Life's Little Things

Look at the wall
So sturdy and tall
With bumps along its surface
Take a look at my hand
All wrinkly and tan
And yet it serves a purpose 
Patterns on pockets
And heart-shaped lockets 
These small, tiny treasures
Clear shiny rocks 
And freshly cleaned socks 
These intricate, delicate pleasures
The baffling thing 
About life and living 
Is that wonders are unceasing 
And things won't be bad
We'll never be sad
So long as we keep on dreaming 


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