Being Someone's Happiness

Days pass and years go by,

Memories fade, as the time flies.

People come, they stay for a while,

Though only few, will make you smile.

Be it whatever, you say or do,

You cannot remember, beyond a few.

The ones who make down the memory lanes,

Are the ones, who were around in your pain.

It's not big things which matter more,

Just good or bad, that touch your core.

A small gesture, or a few words you hear,

May create distances, or bring you near.

Doing what everyone does, may not always be right,

To make a difference, a little difference someone should sight.

A place earned in a heart, is a place of pride,

Forever remembered, as someone's happy tide.