A look at the old stairs I climb everyday.
So much that was
From days long gone
Is just not anymore
As tiny like grains of sand but shiny as night sky.
Standing out from the crowd is good.
There are two kinds of fences in our world.
I never wondered how much blue our sky is if one see it while flying right on the edge of it.
Grass is always green on the other side.
Small things do play a big part in life.