Your voice reminds me of your smile
It chases off my after-gloom
As I remember in a while
You will come out and sit with me
As we companionably read
Beside the dog, and drink our tea.
I think of this with utter greed.
There is no joy I wish for more
No comfort higher, greater grace
Than listening to our dog snore
While looking at your smiling face
Nose deep inside an open book
All unaware each time I look.
