Poem for her 51

Dear Readers,



The Rain of Summer


She disliked rainy days to be in
But being inside was great
The large fires in the living room
And the bedroom fireplaces
Hot cocoa in her hands marshmallow on top
Cookies we baked the night before
The wood burning stove heating the kitchen
The temperature outside cold in the rain
The warmth inside, us and the fires
Sighs are heard from her lips
As she drinks her cocoa and enjoys the fires
Warm cuddles on our love seat couch
Enjoying the day inside as the summer rains
Always together in our cabin in the woods


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.