Poem for her 274

Dear Readers,


When

She says hi, at the door
She touches my face
She says my name
She smiles at me
She says I love you
She slowly dances
She hums a tune
She sings a song
She listens to the radio
She looks at me
She touches her hair
She puts her glasses on
She says goodnight
She falls asleep
She dreams of me
She touches my hand
She holds my arm
She calls my name
She says hello
She giggles
She laughs
She walks in the dew
She kisses me


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.