How many times do we really notice those little things that add happiness without even making us feel they did?
For me it was the fragrance of the first rain
For him it was the roaring sea that was nothing vain
For her it was sipping her midnight coffee
For them it was in sharing a single toffee.
For someone it maybe walking on wet grass
For someone wiping that little piece of antique brass
For someone it maybe blowing the trumpet
For someone it maybe playing with a puppet.
That girl there rejoices when she dances
That boy draws little graffiti onto glasses
They listen to music together, they spend time through it
And these little ones, run behind each other and outdo it.
That chocolate pastry, reciting those songs, laughter of the kids, cozy blankets
What makes us happy is never that big, like finding money one doesn’t know of, in pockets
Life’s little pleasures surprise us all the time
They give us something really sublime.
The point is, look up and notice something beautiful waiting
Mom has kept your favorite cake on the desk awaiting!!!