I love it when you smile
Because I’ve walked in the door
I love it when you hug me tight
Until my feet are off the floor
I love it when you stroke my hair
As I lay against your chest
I love it when you tickle me
No matter how much I protest
I love it when you grab my hand
And give it a gentle kiss
I love it when you pull me close
Like no one else exists
I love it when you call me up
For no real reason at all
I love it when you hide the clock
My departure to forestall
I love it when you grab my arm
And pull me over to you
I love it when you call me sweetie
And when you bring me coffee too
I love all the little things
You do to show you care
But I didn’t know how to tell you
So I’ll let my writing share
Author notes
option 1
A contest entry
- Your Gonna Wannna Use Those Unlimited Entries by TWiSTEDxCUPCAKE.
700 points, ended April 22, 2007, 66 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - It;s A Love Type Of Thing by paintitblack1001.
300 points, ended June 12, 2007, 42 entries
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very cute & sweet write... it really is the little things that make all the difference, and this reminded me of my love, too. i would suggest changing the font color, though, because the red on the blue background is hard on my eyes. nice write!
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thanks. it's the little things that make it special.
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i LOVE it!!! this is so cute and a very descriptive way to say how you feel. good luck in the contest!
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Excellent poem, Pefectly reflects that it is usally the little things that are important. We usually complecate matters and make them much more difficult than they are.
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thanks. that is so true. i am doing my best to appreciate these little things.
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its the little things that matter the most..
hold onto each and every one always
love this
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