
In the slip of a bolt, there’s a tiny revolt
The seeds of a war in the creak of a floorboard
A storm can begin with the flap of a wing
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting
Every day starts with the tick of a clock
All escapes start with the click of a lock
If you’re stuck in your story and want to get out,
You don’t have to cry; you don’t have to shout
‘Cause even if you’re little, you can do a lot
You mustn’t let a little thing like “little” stop you.
(Source: lalondes)


