Poem for her 211

Dear Readers,


Pecan Sandies


Yes the cookie was in her hand
But I had handed it to her
She was about to eat it
She looked at me
Offering me a bite
I shook my head and
Kept filming her
She giggled a bit
Like she does when I film her
The cookie was good
It did not try to run away
It was good
It tasted her tongue too



Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.