I am his precious.

The one who holds my heart
makes my heart smile
with every effort
every intended action.

He watches over me
near and afar
wanting to protect
waiting to bat

For I am his precious.

The keeper of my heart
keeps it safe & warm
keeps my sadness away,
keeps my tears at bay

The furrow on his forehead,
the worries he keeps within
the fatigue of time & pains,
they show upon his face.

The smile upon his face,
dimpled & bright,
the happiness he feigns
barely hides his pain.

I see it all,
the big & small
Touched my heart.
Taken away my pain.

For I am his precious.