The Small Things

It’s the small things
A faint smile
The twinkle in your eye
The deep breathing I hear
While you are asleep

It’s the way you touch my hand
Bite your lower lip in thought
The frown when you are concentrating
Your laughter

To me
It’s like Mount Everest in the winter
Paris in the spring
Venice in the summer
Rome in the fall

It's the break of dawn
The mist rising toward Heaven
The first star at twilight
The sound of the silent dark

It’s the whisper of the wind
The silkiness of a rose petal
The warmth of the sun on my face
The comfort of knowing