In My Hospital Bed.

As I lay there,
  In my hospital bed.
Thousands of thoughts,
  Swirl through my head.

But shining brightly,
  Bigger than any other.
I love my husband,
  My one and only lover.

Family and friends,
  I love them all lots.
But he is the one,
  That joins up the dots.

I miss his snoring,
  While I’m awake in the night.
And how when I roll over,
  He holds my hand tight.

Yes, I’ve always known,
  That I loved him true.
But just how much,
  Hit me anew.

There in the quiet,
  Of the ward’s semi-dark.
I’d remember and miss,
  His actions, that spark.

The soft kiss just as he,
  Leaves to go out.
The frustration with PS3,
  That makes him pout.

His adorable smile,
  When the cat sits on him.
The scrunched up face,
  When guinea pig pees on his limb.

The way he cuddles close,
  When he comes to bed.
Yet when he’s asleep,
  He hugs the wall instead.

Yes I love my husband,
  And I know that he knows.
That he loves me too,
  Is so clear that it shows.