Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Poem for her 94

Dear Readers,


Her Voice

Soothes me when I need cheering up.
Strengthens me when I need it.
Touches my ears when I call her.
Calms me in the night.
Sings to me in the shower.
Tells me about the flowers we grew.
Whispers to me over a glass of wine.
Says the words, I Love You
Slows my heart beat, or speeds it up.
Is there in the morning.
Is there in the evening.
Means so much to me.
Is Love.


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.

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