I love her

The One Who Folds My Laundry”

(A love song for the woman who makes the small things feel like everything)

🎸 Verse 1:

She don’t need roses, diamonds, or a fancy place to be,

She’s happy in an old sweatshirt just sittin’ next to me.

She don’t ask for much at all, but somehow gives the world,

With every hug she wraps around this lucky, grateful man.

🎶 Chorus:

She’s the one who folds my laundry

While I’m off chasin’ dreams,

Turns a quiet, rainy Tuesday

Into something sweet and clean.

She don’t say, “I love you”

In a million loud clichés—

She just smiles and holds me close

At the end of every day.

🎸 Verse 2:

I’ve seen her face the hard days with a strength that humbles me,

She don’t complain, just hums a song and lets her kindness lead.

She’s got a way of bringin’ calm to a world that’s lost its mind,

And every time she hugs me, I forget the weight of time.

🎶 Chorus:

She’s the one who folds my laundry,

Takes the mess and makes it right,

She’ll press a shirt with gentle hands

And kiss my cheek goodnight.

She don’t need to change the world—

She just lights up mine instead,

With a quiet kind of magic

And a kiss upon my head.

🌙 Bridge:

And I know I don’t deserve her,

But I’ll love her all my days…

For the way she brings me peace

In a world that won’t sit still or stay.

🎶 Final Chorus:

Yeah, she’s the one who folds my laundry,

But it’s so much more than that—

She’s the rhythm in my heartbeat,

The reason I come back.

She gives the kind of love

That never needs to say—

She just wraps it all around me

In a hug… every day.