The familiar footsteps
I hear your footsteps on the stair Before you call to say you're there. The room feels warm, the day feels through; My favorite sound is home with you.
Love · Tender
Little rhymes for real life
Browse short poems for birthdays, thank-yous, friendship, love, encouragement, and bedtime.
The shared recipe
You chop the pears, I stir the pot; The kitchen's warm, the kettle's hot. A recipe can feed us two; The sweetest part is making it with you.
Love · Warm
Your coat beside mine
Your coat hangs softly next to mine; Two sleeves reach out as if by design. A quiet hallway, nothing grand, Still shows me where our lives both stand.
Love · Tender
The hand I look for
In crowded streets and quiet lands, I find my way by holding hands. Whatever weather wanders through, The hand I look for is with you.
Love · Tender
The best part of home
The house has walls and windows, too; Its warmest corner follows you. Wherever we may set our chair, Home starts with knowing you are there.
Love · Tender
Our little rituals
You turn the page, I pour the tea; The evening finds its melody. These little rituals that we do Make ordinary hours feel new.
Love · Tender
The shared rain
One umbrella, shoulders near, The world a little blurred from here. The rain can have the avenue; This little patch belongs to two.
Love · Tender
The porch light
I leave the porch light glowing low To greet you through the evening snow. A little warmth beside the door Says come inside; you're loved once more.
Love · Warm
Waiting at the station
I wait beside the busy track To meet the train that brings you back. Then all the station slips from view; The place lights up because of you.
Love · Tender
The ordinary vow
I'll keep your place, I'll warm your tea, I'll hear the tale you tell to me. Love writes its promises in small, Familiar letters, after all.
Love · Tender
Our Sunday walk
We take the street that turns around The bakery with its cheerful sound. The longest route is fine with me When you are there for company.
Love · Tender
The second mug
I take two mugs down from the shelf; This habit tells a tale itself. My favorite part of making tea Is knowing you'll sit here with me.
Love · Tender