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