Poem for her 311
Dear Readers,
When a day is longer than
...you expect it to be
And you can't get online
And You couldn't call her
And you want to just
Just sigh that it is a long day
You can do a few things to shorten it
Every time the breeze blows
...breath in her scent
...smell the color of her hair
...taste the wind of her smile
...hear her giggles
Every time the clock ticks
...think of her hands
...think of her fingers
...think of kissing her ankles
...Thinks of her laughter
Every time the still air hangs
...look at her pictures
...watch the video of her dancing
...think of her with the mint tea in hand
...Write her a love note
Every day long or short She is the first thought
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
When a day is longer than
...you expect it to be
And you can't get online
And You couldn't call her
And you want to just
Just sigh that it is a long day
You can do a few things to shorten it
Every time the breeze blows
...breath in her scent
...smell the color of her hair
...taste the wind of her smile
...hear her giggles
Every time the clock ticks
...think of her hands
...think of her fingers
...think of kissing her ankles
...Thinks of her laughter
Every time the still air hangs
...look at her pictures
...watch the video of her dancing
...think of her with the mint tea in hand
...Write her a love note
Every day long or short She is the first thought
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
1 Comments:
She says it was prefect yay me
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