We all have great memories,
the stories we go through
over and over, 
and that's nothing new.

We define ourselves from them
and say they are apart,
of who and what we are,
they helped to shape a heart.

But I've learned most recently
small moments bring delight,
tiny pleasantries of life,
are good for savoring at night.

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