To my loving husband
I see you, when your gaze is not fixed upon me because you are working so diligently.
I think of you when you are so intently transfixed on the endeavors that  occupy your mind.
I wait for you, knowing your time is so strained.
Like Pavlov's dog I am trained to listen for the bell that tells me when to eat.
Patiently at your feet
Hoping you'll throw me a hunk of meat.