Sometimes I stand by your door, just to hear you breathe
This is after I have held you
And sung to you
And touched your face
And touched your hands
And left you in the angels care - overnight
Seems unlikely that you will ever fail to move my heart
Thinking of you, makes my eyes shine with joy
And when you wrap your arms around my neck
Or stroke my face with your hands
Or "kiss" my chin or cheek
I feel blessed
Every day
You are my "one near perfect thing" and I am happy