Little footprints on the sand,
large waves to wash them away.
Little Forget-Me-Nots
growing in the dirt,
blown away by strong winds.
Little clouds covering the moon,
big brightness to outshine them.
Little light from a candle,
huge darkness to smother the fire.
Little pebbles on a sidewalk,
big feet to crush them.
Little hope in my soul,
large despair to destroy it.
So many beautiful little things in this world,
why do we have to destroy them?
Enjoy the little things in life,
for one day you'll look back
and realize they were the big things.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
We're All Mad Here
PoesíaJust a series of poems. A series of words. A collection of stories. A collection of feelings. I think I've explained enough, it's up to you to read on.
