I like the way you laugh,
I like the way you stare,
I like the way you make me dream,
Every time you’re not there.

I like the way you hurt me,
And confuse me till the core,
I like the way you put up with me,
Even when I’m such a bore.

I’d wish I knew what’s on your mind,
Every time you look that way,
And when I stop to question you,
You’ll just be silent and sway.

I like the conversations we do have,
That lasts till we depart,
Wish that we could sit right there,
And time wouldn’t tear us apart.

I feel this joy that was once lost,
And now I’ve found again,
So here's my little sonnet to you,
Saying Thank You Rice my friend.