Little things
can build a
mountain
spring unto your will
a fountain
even kill your loneliness
never even will you miss
if you start appreciating
little leaflets falling yonder
little light-bulbs filled with thunder
little children's merry playing
little crickets ‘Hear them praying"
Little things
can build a
mountain
spring unto your will
a fountain
even kill your loneliness
never even will you miss
if you'll start appreciating
they shall bring you Happiness! M
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