Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Poem for her 175

Dear Readers,

On the way Home

She said she'd pick it up when she got home
I asked her to get some cheese on the way home
We are always Home when we are together
Home is where we are when the two of us are there
Currently that is not in the cabin in the woods
Or the city house but on a short trip off in the wilds
I have her hands in mine, she has her smile on
And we just finished eggs on toast and coffee
Off she went to a meeting and I am composing
The afternoon is already planned at Home
Grilled cheese and a long game of paint by numbers

Happy Birthday Babe,



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