A wayward wind, a stray syllable

A broken branch, a falling apple

A mother feeding her calf

A wide smile, a loud laugh

A lazy stroll, a lone wave

A still drop, a hearty rave

A dew drop hanging on tip

A castle ruin, a perfect flip

A fallen lash, a first cry

A last wish, a hair awry

A flown dandelion petal caught

A fresh start, a random thought

Even the smallest of things appeal to us. Such mundane things target the inner child we all have within us and give us a deep sense of satisfaction.


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