A silent nod of approval,
A quick word of praise;
A soft hand on your shoulder,
A smile upon your face.
These are the acts
that guide our hearts.
The insignificant acts
that play their parts:
When we feel desperate
beaten
and down;
When we feel unwanted
struggling
to drown;
An unseen act, a little call,
a careful word
or two;
Can make our efforts
seem all the more known,
when appreciated
by you.
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Its the little Things that make things great,
The little Things that see us through;
The little Things that tip the scales
When we're trodden, weary and blue.
Its not the words
but just the act;
Not the actions
but just the fact--
That you are trying,
oh so hard;
to stop me crying,
to help me flee
The despair I feel, yet at that point,
You're there, And that
Alone
makes all the difference
for me.
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