Poem for her 86

Dear Readers,


Elder Berry Wine


Her plate had a blank spot on it
It was after she picked up the cracker
It was after she put a bit of cheese on a cracker
It was after I handed her the cheese
It was after I sliced cheese off the block
It was after I gazed at her
It was after I kissed her
It was after I smiled at her
It was after she drank
It was after I poured
It was after she opened the bottle
It was after I showed her
The elder berry Liqueur


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles