Cup of coffee and canned ham?
No finer dinner could you plan,
Sit and look into brown eyes,
While the skillet lets ham fries,
To smile and share some of the day,
Or to connect some other way,
To hear the rattle of our brains,
About things serious or mundane,
To watch you move across the room,
Or watch your smile slowly bloom,
And then a brush of your touch,
Or the cat softly in your clutch,
And then the focus of your hug,
Or just sprawled out on your rug,
Hair pulled back and under a hat,
Fritter about to this and that,
Tender voice that whispers sweet,
Or the shoes not on your feet,
And even when its stern or loud,
Or shrieking from the maddening crowd,
It is always the simple things,
That pulls on my heart strings.
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