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Montag, 8. April 2013

The Little Things

It really is the little things 
That mean the most of all.
The "let me help you with that" things 
That may seem very small 
The "I'll be glad to do it" things 
That make your cares much lighter, 
The "laugh with me, it's funny" things 
That make your outlook brighter... 

The "never mind the trouble" things, 
The "yes, I understand," 
The interest and encouragement 
In everything you've planned 
It really is the little things, 
The friendly word or smile, 
That add such happiness to life 
And make it more worth while. 

(Mary Dawson Hughes)

The sky is grey The sand is grey And the ocean is grey
And I feel right at home In this stunning monochrome Alone in my way
I smoke and I drink And every time I blink I have a tiny dream
But as bad as I am I'm proud of the fact That I'm worse than I seem
What kind of paradise Am I looking for? I've got everything I want
And still I want more Maybe some tiny shiny key Will wash up on the shore