In the quiet corners of our day,
Small love whispers softly,
In every gentle gaze,
In every tender word we say.

Like the sun’s first light,
It warms without demand,
A simple touch, a knowing smile,
A bond we understand.

In the rustle of the leaves,
And the calm of the night,
Small love dances slowly,
In the flicker of candlelight.

Though it may seem tiny,
Its presence is grand,
For in the heart of small love,
Life is perfectly planned.