Little Acts
I walked alone feeling lonely down the street, she walked pass, smiled at me
it's a miracle, my pain is gone now I feel am not alone
I lost my balance and fell thought no one saw or did it matter to anyone, at least so I thought
She rushed and with a smile stretched out her hand to raise me up
I cried because it hurt so bad, the pain in my heart no one can ever understand then I heard
her tender voiced, hidden beneath a sweet, lovely smile
So she is not dumb after all
Hush it will get better, I feel your pain and Understand the why you desperately desire to ask
At last I understand in clear terms that the little acts of love are what really matters
she matters, at least I mattered among the least
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