
It’s not a little thing When breakfast is ready Lunches are packed And the house is warm It’s not a little thing When dishes are done Laundry is clean And your coat’s by the door It’s not a little thing Who’s sleeping in your bed When it’s someone who supports Everything you do It’s not a little thing When you go out in the world Knowing that there’s someone Who really loves you By Richard W. Bray
Tags: love songs, poery, Robert Hayden, Those Winter Sundays