Poem for her 269

Dear Readers,



Your Touch

When the day is first starting
When the first food arrives
When the coffee pours to cup
When the sun comes up
When it is applied everywhere
When the day wears long
When the afternoon arrives
When we dance inside
When we garden outside
When fireflies come out
When the moonbeams shine
When we go to bed at night
When the day is first starting


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.