Analysis of Little Things

I could sit here all day
Doing nothing but staring
Stare at the sky, birds and sun
It really is all that fun

You see- I've learnt to embrace the little things
The things we take for granted
The small things - like beautiful birds
Soaring through the wind

The soft faint croak of the night-time bugs
Rich aromas filling the air
A simple smile from a lost stranger
You really should start to care

I could sit here all day
Doing nothing but staring
Stare at the sky, birds and sun
It really is all that fun