It’s warm sunshine on your skin,
and a stranger’s smile.
It’s cool water splashing on hot pavement,
and snowflakes on your lashes.

It’s when the beat drops,
and the laughs fall into sync.
It’s when chlorine sticks to your skin,
and sweet cream rolls on your tongue.

It’s a long waited tight squeeze,
and a sudden understanding.
It’s a good test grade,
and a perfect harmony.

It’s the rush of falling,
all the way down to your stomach.
It’s the crunch of muted color leaves beneath your feet,
and clothes fresh from the dryer, still warm.

It’s curling your fingers in long sleeve sweaters,
and the way he looks at her.
It’s that one line in your favorite book,
and blinking early daylight on a Saturday morning.

It’s spinning through the night,
your hair dancing across your shoulders.
Your clothes falling and lifting,
underneath a sparkling dark jade sky.

It’s seeing an act of kindness,
and Disney music blasting in your ears.
It’s closing your eyes and imagining a stage,
a microphone in your hand.

It’s a craved chocolate touching your lips,
and laughing until your stomach hurts.
It’s when my Dad puts his arm around my shoulders,
and kisses my forehead.

It’s the little things,
that bring us happiness.
It’s the swelling of emotion in our chests,
like we are a hot air balloon, being lifted into the sun.

It’s like having fairy wings,
and soaring above all of the world.
The wind kissing and caressing your skin,
and the sky pouring stardust all over your soul.

A sip of joy for you,
It’s nothing remarkable.
It’s the little things,
that have been there all along.