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THE LITTLE THINGS – by LEON STEVENS
STOP. Feel that?
The warmth of the sun
the breeze on your face
rain, it has its own unique smell
fells like tiny punches when it lands
wherever you are
there is beauty and wonder about
even if seemingly insignificant
a smell, a color, a sight, a feel
there is always something to appreciate
like cool grass under bare feet.