Little things sittin on the edge of my mind
Making faces, cuttin jigs and just
havin 1 hell of a good time
Keepin me awake.
I'd like to wring their little arms off
- then I'd hold em close, so very tight,
& kiss their eyes shut
So they'll sleep -
Little ones of night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem on little things...many times it is the little things that keep our life moving...