you're a spoonful of stardust,
the twinkle in an eye,
you're the laugh lines on the face
of the old man you passed by.

you're the crash of the ocean,
the spray of it's salt,
you're the crunch of dried leaves,
apologies where there is fault.

you're the sting of the cold,
turning my cheeks bright pink,
and the smell of pine trees,
and a clever man's wink.

you're the best tasting coffee,
and the feeling off grass,
and the warmth of a hug,
and good times that pass.

you're the best and the worst,
you're the perfect contraption,
you're soul glows so bright,
you're a little piece of perfection.

so when life gets loud,
and your journey hits a *****,
just remember who you are,
and there is always always hope