LITTLE THINGS

© RYAN GUILEY

The little things that she did for me,

Showing her love in every way,

 I was never blinded as I could see,

That I tried to do the same each day.

 

Whether if she was my alarm clock,

As she would get up hours before me,

Taking care of our children as she rock,

Her love for our family before her tea.

 

I never had wrinkle pants or a shirt,

My fashion designer each morning,

Showing my love back as I would flirt,

As I would keep her up with my snoring.

 

She always knew where everything was,

Nothing could be lost, even my car keys,

I appreciated everything that she does,

She would bring a tissue if I ever sneeze.

 

If I had a lunch, she would write a note,

A surprise that I love, as she cared,

I was happier, as I would float,

I couldn’t wait to get home and just stare.

 

The moment she pulled in the driveway,

I was ignited to see my love once more,

Being so proud, even If I had a hard day,

She made me smile, as I will always adore.

 

She looked so sexy in professional attire,

She could just talk about anything,

As she made my heart beat and go on fire,

Somehow she had still had energy to bring.

 

Our famous dinner, was grilled chicken,

I was proud seeing her across the table,

She did so much, as she would always lend,

As I would watch sports highlights on cable.

 

Somehow the kitchen was spotless,

As the dishwasher ran the dishes,

Maybe I should have gave her kiss,

Or told her the meal was so delicious.

 

Don’t worry, I always appreciated it,

As I miss you so much every flash,

Of all the buttons that you have knit,

So we can eventually tell about our past.

 

Some may say, it is the little things,

But to me, everything was so vast,

As you guided me, with your wings,

Our love is forever, and will always last.