I have a lot of little things
And all the best for me,
A shell,a stone,a piece of glass,
The dried leaf of tree.
These are for others stuff so strange,
Which nothing can be said,
But I admire and treasure mine,
If comes a cloudy day.
And every time,and every time,
When they are in my hands,
I close my sad and tired eyes
And soar in past happiness.
I have a lot of little things
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