For sunlight,
for soft rain,
for hands held tightly
and voices close.
For laughter, small kindnesses,
the way silence comforts.
For all that goes unnoticed—
the quiet, steady gift
of being here.
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What a soothing poem you have written. Good Work.
silence really comfort
Well put together