THE LITTLE THINGS



Sun rays flashing through the trees
Still water
Waterfalls crashing below
The smell of rain
The smell of the Australian bush
Floating over waves
Feeling cleansed by a sunset
Crystal blues skies
Freezing nights looking at stars
Smiles from the homeless
Watercolour flowing over paper
Telluric record and a candle
Dads curly eyebrows and tipsy guitar solos
Mums chooky hair when she wakes up
My sisters cheeky little turn away smile
Friends that text you out of the blue
Writing on blank paper
Sunlight behind glass
The crackle of fire
When flowers are in blossom
The hugs when you feel it
Letting the bath run out and lying there to dry, freezing cold, cleansed
Acoustic guitars late at night





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