I really liked this poem I wrote and I wanted to share!
Guess what it's about? maybe?
Small things
Small like,
The annoyance in my voice,
The thought in the back of my head.
I thought you had another choice
I wish I can take back what I said.
I know,
I was your small hope
I was glad to help,
I slightly would mope,
But be happy, heartfelt.
Insignificant as it felt
Them reaching for my hand
I realized as I dwelt
In my thoughts on the small things and how they were Grand.
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