Making You Happy
It pleases me to please you
Your smile can warm my soul
Knowing that it’s meant for me
Gives a joy I can’t control.
So if I’m brushing off your car
From snow or slush or sleet
Doing little things for you
Is my own special treat.
Your happiness is my joy
And I bask in its light
Doing what I can for you
Every day and night.
Seeing how you look at me
Makes my chest swell with pride;
And knowing that I caused that smile
Is worth everything I’ve tried.
So if I make you coffee,
It is for both of us
You get to have your caffeine
And your smile gives to me a rush.
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