A simple thing can mean a lot
A bracelet, a toy, a word, a thought.
If you ever feel alone,
Don't worry, you're not.
A keepsake small, a quiet sound,
A way to feel we’re still around.
If ever you feel alone, don’t fear,
Whispering soft, I’ll be right here.
Moments still or lost to night,
You’re not alone, I’m holding tight.
A single word, a faded note,
A scribbled line, a promise wrote.
The smallest things, they carry weight,
They bring us close, they resonate.
If you feel the cold of loneliness,
thoughts of you hold warm caress.
In simple things, the love remains,
An endless thread through joys and pains.
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