Little things

It's the little things that count, the ones we overlook,

A smile, a word, a gentle touch, a chapter in our book.

They pile up like the grains of sand, building castles high,

But if we let them slip away, they vanish in the sky.

Little things, they make a difference, a ripple in the stream,

They can build a bridge to wonders or tear apart a dream.

So pay attention to the details, make no mistakes along the way,

For the little things can shape our lives in every single day.

A whisper in the morning, a glance across the room,

A quiet act of kindness can chase away the gloom.