Poem for her 79

Dear Readers,


Evening

Her headache is almost gone
She is sitting up on the Sofa in the living room
Smile showing from time to time on her face
Especially when one of her played cards wins
But even if it doesn't she is looking happier
Than she did early this morning
Hot tea, Warm meals
Lots of back and shoulder rubs
Can sooth most things the medicines can't
The fire glow brightens
She decides to roast marshmallows
Toasted ones eaten between fingers
Toasted ones eaten on white chocolate and grahams
We made the white chocolate ourselves a while back
Her smile brightens the room
Her smile heightens my joy
Her smile is something I treasure


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.