It's The Little Things Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
It's The Little Things
Snow falling silently to ground,
On this peaceful morning,
There is no sound,
And then the robin flies my way,
Bringing a chorus of sweet notes,
Bright and gay.
It's those little things,
That make me realise,
The beauty of life,
For nature will bring me smiles,
In its own wonderful way,
The joy of nature,
Will forever,
Brighten up my day.
Jayne Louise Davies
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