The Small ThingsIn my few years of living,
I have always found,
Its the little things that matter,
The pennies, not the pounds.
From a simple pencil,
can come words of legend told,
can come words of beauty, or evil,
words of young or old.
And from a simple touch or smile,
can come the greatest feeling
an emotion quite appealing
And from a smile the young girl found,
that a friend truly is the cure
she felt wanted, even loved for once,
A feeling she did not often endure
The note on a simple piece of paper
said "lets be friends"
now to her this was the GREATEST gift
So she began to make amends
And so here ends our tale,
of the girl who wished to die,
who then found a friend,
and no longer felt so shy
And now she is so happy,
since her feelings began to lift
And this story i have told does prove,
love truly is then greatest gift.
Poetry by gemma
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Written on 2006-10-02 at 17:06
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