"You Know He Loves You," A Poetry Post

You know he loves you when he
washes out the bathtub
after a shower because
he knows you like to
sit down in the bath.

You know he loves you when
he puts down the toilet seat
even though you don't
ask.

You know he loves you when
he goes to work with a limp
to put food on the table and
put money in on the rent.

You know he loves you when
he handles that trying child and
let's you have a midday sleep.

You know he loves you when
he brings home a zero calorie soda or a
100 calorie snack to
support your eating habits.

He loves you when he
takes the time to
know your eating habits.

You know he loves you when
he backs the car into the
parking space on the night before you
have to carry down
armfuls of materials for
the big presentation.

He loves you when he
lets you cover his
car seat with
crap for your busy
work days.

He loves you when he
is willing to stock the trunk
with your crap and
hand you your
briefcase.

Love sometimes ain't about
boxes of sugary candies or
big trips to big cities or
bundles of money spent on jewelry.

Love can be giving you
more than your share of the bed
because you
sleep wild
when you feel stressed.

Love can be
fixing you chamomile and
honey tea when you have
sinus infections.

Love can be silence
on your side of the house
during the night
of the big game.

Love can be found more in some nothings
than it might be found in big somethings.

You know he loves you when
and only when he
shows you.

-T. D. James-Moss