Poem for her 488

Dear Readers,



Smoky Hot

That fire and the grilling meat on it
You
The fireplace after popping popcorn
You
Those smoked fish fritters and salad dressing
You
That day in the summer sun and the heat
You
The trip through the arizona back roads
You
The taste of the warm oyster stew
You

You in that dress with flaming reds and
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You in that red shirt and white skirt
You
You when I first see you after the doorway
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You when we dance and kiss
You

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Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.