It’s always just the simple things
that seem to bring me light.
A landing through the hills,
or daffodils in spring;
a gentle walk in the park
after dark.
To have and hold a baby in your arms;
a spoon of Lucky Charms.
Or come what may,
some little thing the day might bring;
for it’s just the simple things.
It’s always just the simple things
that seem to bring me joy.
A cozy fireplace,
a brand new choo-choo train,
or a surprisingly swinging refrain.
To have and hold your lover in your arms;
behold their many charms.
For when I wake,
I’m grateful for another day
to enjoy the simple things.
– Nicholas Payton
Nicholas Payton 