Ohh, I love the "y/our" that you've written in other poems.
This was gentle and subtle and just... lovely. I don't have any other way to describe it.
I know the feeling of being amazed or welcoming the mundane, the routine parts of life that can be so easily overlooked. Sometimes, it's beyond comforting to have those little moments, little moments that are really big. The other day I was driving home from work, and lately it's been consistently cloudy and gray here, yet the sun poked out. I was kind of speechless. I love that we can find purpose in those moments and be encouraged that the universe cares for us this way. Loves us even.
One small note:
"the ray of sunlight that finds it’s way" --> I believe "it's" should be "its".
This poem is perfection. The soft utterance of "my love" in the beginning and ending stanzas makes this poem heartwarming, genuine and I feel at peace. Like there is enough hope. Your voice is so wonderfully tender in this.