Simple Things Poem by Mark Hopwood

It's the simple things I guess I'll miss
Like holding hands and the goodnight kiss
Like cuddling and watching TV
And playing love games, the way it should be
It's the simple things I guess I'll miss.

It's the simple things I'd like to hold
Like someone to be with as we both grow old
Like the breath on my neck as we lay in an embrace
And running around the room in a silly chase
It's the simple things I'd like to hold.

It's the simple things that make it love
Like the strength in each other in a world of push and shove
Like someone to tickle and make me laugh
And someone to walk with along the right path
It's the simple things that make it love.