A SMILE

Tip toeing in your bedroom,
without making a peep,
Gazing down, I see you there,
lying fast asleep.

I'm taking pen to paper,
and leaving you a note,
going slow, so you can read,
just what it was I wrote.

Could you see what I was thinking,
when you gazed into my eyes?
Or did I give myself away,
with the tempo of my sighs?

There will be moments,
when chaos and confusion engulfs me
When deadlines and deals loom large,
when I forget who I am and what is real

When I forget what is truly important,
then clarity strikes
And when I remember that there is you
then I will stop and smile...

And the smile, is meant for you.