You always save the lemon slice
In a jar with melting ice
Say it’s just a little trick
But it makes my morning stick
Simple things you always do
Make my whole day feel like new
You don’t try to make a scene
But your care slips in between
Lemon in the jar, that’s you
Fresh and soft, but cutting through
Even on a cloudy day
You’re the citrus in my gray
Not too sweet, and never far—
Love that lingers in a jar
You don’t write it down or frame
But you brighten all the same
Not a story loud or grand
Just your touch in what you planned