Like the touch of the warm sun in the chill
Like the sound of a new learned word
Like the smile that reaches out through the tears
Like curling up next to you after a long day
Like the breeze that cools off the trails of sweat
Like the nostalgia on seeing a familiar street
Like the first ever dance in the cold cold rain
Like soaking tired feet in the fresh waters of a lake
Like finding comfort in the dark and the quiet
Like the rock hard trust found in a child’s eyes
Like singing about the small things or nothing at all
Like finding the last words to finish a song.....
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