When I look around me
All I see is worry plastered over every face
I see the people who have forgotten
The little things that really matter
We need to remember those little things
That used warm are heart
And make us laugh
The bits of silliness
That lightens our heart
That is so full of the woes of life
If we’d simply give and receive some of those precious moments
The countless worries we have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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