I should be cleaning
And so I will be cleaning
When I see who wins

Oh for the sound
Of sounds
Loud sounds
Fans cheering
Helmets crashing
Whistles blowing
Oh for the smell
Of smells
Sweat off theohb
Back of a player
Popcorn  popping
Women doused
In perfume
Oh for the taste
Of taste
Hotdogs with
All the works
Icecream with sprinkles
Nachos with lots
Of cheese
Oh for the touch
Of touch
The hard touch
Of pigskin
Hands giving fives
The cold rail
As you exit
Ah the senses
You experience
At a football game

Silent whispers
Softly sung lullabies
Cats purring
Tongue wiping
After milk
Sweet goodnight
Kisses
As Momma tucks
You in
Daddy whispers
Good night
New falling snow
Tears falling
Softly Down your
Cheeks
Kindly close the
Door
And turn off
The light

It is so quiet
I can hear the chimes ringing
A magical sound

I didn't expect you to care
but you did
that felt good
I was like a flower withering
you came and watered me
fixed my soil
and showed me the sun