Spectrum of colors after a moment's shower.
The warm feeling 'round a fresh cup of cocoa.
Stolen and returned glances of the heart.
The feeling of relief on passing a test.
Chubby cheeks cooing from its cradle.
Brightly wrapped gifts under a tree.
Cheerful barking and wagging of tails.
Symphony of whistles and whispers of the day.
Three words, eight letters, three syllables.
Little things we take for granted.
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC
Spectrum of colors after a moment's shower.
The warm feeling 'round a fresh cup of cocoa.
Stolen and returned glances of the heart.
The feeling of relief on passing a test.
Chubby cheeks cooing from its cradle.
Brightly wrapped gifts under a tree.
Cheerful barking and wagging of tails.
Symphony of whistles and whispers of the day.
Three words, eight letters, three syllables.
Little things we take for granted.
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