Poem for her 421

Dear Readers,


Vacations

Those taken with her in my arms
So that all else is forgot
The need to pack is light
The places we go bright
The days spent holding hands
Watching the clouds go by
Camera for photos of her
Video too of her as well
The shots of us in scrapbooks
Plenty of places to go
Nothing much to do
Picnic basket and us
Pillow too
The beaten path few
Over hills and dale
Now off to the seashore
Pastures many forest floors
Art house diners
Tea shops and cheese trays
The winery tours too
Over here, over there
The places many the time free
Ease of trips is the plan
Kiss her on the hand
Kiss her every time we stop
Cuddle long into the night


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.