[Poem] Simple Joys

 

Not in grand gestures, loud and bold,

But in the whispers, stories told.

In morning light, a gentle kiss,

The warmth of sunshine, pure bliss.

 

The taste of rain, a fragrant bloom,

A melody that fills the room.

A helping hand, a listening ear,

Moments cherished, held so dear.

 

Barefoot steps on cool, green grass,

The smell of baking, time will pass.

A child's laughter, clear and bright,

Simple pleasures, pure delight.

 

For happiness is not a quest,

It's in the small things, put to test.

Open your heart, let joy unfold,

And treasures of happiness behold.