Under the Sink

You hid the soap behind the spray

Like you always clean that way

Not for show, not just to please

Just to keep the calm with ease

I found a note behind the jar

“Don’t forget how kind you are”

You don’t speak in fancy tones

But your care has found my bones

Under the sink, there you stay

In the smallest acts each day

No applause, no grand parade

Just the love you softly made

You don’t stand beneath the light

But your touch still holds me right

Not a stage, not bold or pink—

But your love stays near the sink