"Small gnats that fly
In hot July
And lodge in sleeping ears
Can rouse therein
A trumpet’s din
With Day of Judgement fears.
Small mice at night
Can wake more fright
Than lions at midday;
A straw will crack
The camel’s back,
There is no easier way.
One smile relieves
A heart that grieves
Though deadly sad it be,
And one hard look
Can close the book
That lovers love to see."
~ Robert Graves
(There is a different version of this poem, but this one is my favorite.)
Smiles,
Angie
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