Catch a Glimpse
Beauty. What is it?
It is a flower or a tree,
A sunrise or a bee.
It can be a mother or a child,
Who just has that perfect smile.
No. Beauty is NOT perfect
And no words can describe
When beauty is found in the simple things.
Now don't get me wrong
By thinking I'm saying
All simple things have beauty
And details have none.
But for me, I believe,
It is special when you catch a glimpse
Of something, NOT spectacular.
But a tear falls down
And catches the light
And makes your heart sing.
I am thankful for the simple things
For their beauty is not forced.
I am thankful and have gratitude
For the mistake that brings a smile.
I am thankful for the beauty
That comes from a mile.
NOT a thousand,
NOT even two.
Just one, simple one,
That makes all the difference.
I love the simple things
For I am simple too.
But just remember,
That the best things said,
That are beautiful and true,
The ones that make your heart sing,
Can be something simple
Like I Love You.