Poem for her 361

Dear Readers,



One degree


The wind was rather cold outside
The wind inside was warm and smelled of mint
The warm cup was sitting there on the table
The hands were not on the cup
The hands were rubbing a pair of shoulders
The shoulders were going umm ahh and their voice
Said
Umm and Ahh too
Their voice also said
Love you charles.

You are only one degree off the centerline
The drawing is almost complete
The King of hearts is face up
The set of three face downs and you see
The 4 of hearts in your hand and
I say, it's yours babe before I turn mine over
Love you Charles
You say

The one degree of the cold wind outside
Cracks a few tree limbs and the birds fly
And the clock inside hits
12:52
Then you say
Love you Charles.

I turn my card over
The 2 of diamonds and smile
Yours babe

Happy Birthday Babe

Love, Charles.

Charles.