Poem for her 264

Dear Readers,


Elephants


The 145 invisible elephants
Jump on the couch right next
To her as she sits there
Looking at me talk about them.

The 145 percent kisses
Slide out of my thoughts
And impact her hearing
The elephants giggle

The 145 is just 2 shy
Of the 147 that could be used
But was just a bit to much
For the amount needed

The 145 licks it takes
To get to the edge of
The center of
...Well...that gummy bear.


Happy Birthday Babe,


Charles.


The 145 Hours I stare at her
As I talk to her
As I cuddle her
As we share the single day
Every day until Forever ends.