"little things"

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    "little things"

    with each morning sun i see your face glow lying beside me a treasure to hold the spark in your eyes the tingle of touch the whisper in our voice saying i love you so much the sweet little nothings we do for each other the joys in our lives so much to discover from good morning dear with a smile so bright till the end of each day when we snuggle so tight for its these joys of life that makes you so dear it"s these little things honey why i"ll love you for years

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    diggy’s Poems (7)

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