Poem for her 39

Dear Readers,


The Gift of Relaxation

Softly I say things to her
Softly I touch her
Softly I show her
Softly she drifts off
Into slumber land

I love to be able to relax her
I love that I can talk her to sleep
I love how she softly makes noises
I love the gift I have
To softly put her to sleep

Soothing voice in her ears
Softly telling her
Softer and still
My voice weaves her a tale
Something to sleep by

Slow the simmering heart
Slow the fast pulse
Scatter any worry
Sooth her to calmness
Speaking a gift of relaxation

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles