Willows crying in the breeze,
Icicles shattering as they freeze,
A gentle swoosh as you lay down a sheet
The whir of a fan in sweltering heat
A door slams shut..you look around
A flutter of an eyelid makes no sound
The creak of an oak tree, bending in the rain
The slamming of breaks in anguish and pain
The clopping of hoofbeats heard in the square
The scraping of change as she pays her bus fare
Do you realize how easy it is to find
How the littlest thing sticks out in your mind?
