The pictures I take with my eyes

You beside me in that difficult hour in the labour room,

    Seeing my most vulnerable and covering me.

You holding me when I am feeling frazzled and alone,

   Taking my hand at just the right moment.

You sitting in the chair, watching me and laughing heartily,

   Smiling and I know you enjoy me.

You choosing me over yourself,

   Caring for me even when you are unwell and justified not to

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

You looking into my eyes,

   Speaking to me from your heart,

   Letting me in,

   Taking me places you have never taken any other before

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

You loving me

You loving me

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

Stored and locked away in my heart