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The Little Things

Love is the grand gesture:

the weekend in Paris and trips and shiny things.

But it is even more the little things.

The flower sent on a bad day.

A quick note saying “thinking of you”.

The goodnight kiss.

The good morning one,

with the coffee and sunrise

to awaken the day and your soul.

The little things continuously add up

until they can fill your day and world

with love.

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