Small Things Without question, you know I do.
And if I have some questions,
you've thought of all those too.
The smallest thing you do,
like A gentle hug,
or the phone call that softly says
"just letting you know how special you are."
The times I wake and see first thing,
a smile from you to me.
The times at night before I sleep,
a love that's meant to be.
The anticipation I see on your face
as I gently touch you.
Your eyes aglow,
your lips so curved,
in undisguised pleasure.
The delight that I feel within
from unexpected, signs,increases as I come to see,
how your pleasure grows with mine.
I don't need those things
to let me know that you love me so.
But it's nice that you do
take the time to always let me know,
That you think of me through out your day
in warm and varied ways.
That I walk beside you as you work
and as you start your play.
You never take for granted,
the love I choose to give.
You treat is as a gift
that gives us strength from which to live.
Love never meant you'd have to be
beside me all day long.
But the small things that you do for me,
make us closer when you're gone.
It's like a reminder
I hold dear,
that says you take the time,
to let me know I'm in your heart,
just as you're in mine.
Our love will never fade away,
that much I can say,
But the friendship grows and burns more bright
with each new passing day.
The small things that you do for me;
special, sweet and kind,
I treasure them.
I treasure you.
My heart embraced by yours
with care,
and your's embraced in mine.
 







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