To add to the joy of another...
It is in small things we do Believe it or not, love blooms Mindfulness comes when we ask The lover in us to strive Participating in love. For no reason at all, love. Hands can hand us loving In envelopes, on platters Consistently, thoughtfully Our rejuvenated selves Climbs back in love with the world - It is then a done deal, done. Expects nothing from no one For you have found love in you. *
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