The little things

Morning light spills through the window

Coffee steam rising slow

Bare feet on a wooden floor

The quiet’s all I need to know

Laughter in the kitchen

A child’s hand in mine

These tiny golden moments

Make the world align

 

I don’t need the mountains

I don’t need the crowns

The magic lives in whispers

That never weigh me down

 

It’s the little things that save me

Like a soft breeze on my skin

The kindness of a stranger

The comfort of a friend

Every heartbeat is a treasure

Every breath a song to sing

Gratitude’s the fire

In the beauty of the little things

 

Raindrops dancing on the window

Songs on the radio

Letters tucked in dusty drawers

Stories only I would know

The way the stars come alive

When the night feels long

Turns silence into music

That carries me along

 

I don’t need the diamonds

Or endless summer skies

The wonder’s in the detail

Where the quiet truth resides

 

It’s the little things that save me

Like a smile that lights the day

The warmth of holding steady

When the dark won’t go away

Every heartbeat is a treasure

Every breath a song to sing

Gratitude’s the fire

In the beauty of the little things

 

We’re always reaching higher

But the ground is where we shine

Love is in the moments

We forget to underline

So I’ll hold on to the small stuff

For in the end it’s clear—

The smallest seeds of kindness

Grow louder every year

 

It’s the little things that save us

Like the sunlight through the rain

The gentle hands that hold us

The voices that remain

Every heartbeat is a treasure

Every breath a song to sing

Gratitude’s the fire

In the beauty of the little things