Poem for her 555

Dear Readers,


Those numbers again

The clock read 4:44 and you said
Those numbers again
And I asked what that meant
The discussion was short then
But we chatted about it later
Then they started happening
All over the country side
Then I go to post to you a poem
Look up there and I thought
Hey it's the same
5 fingers on my hand
Laced into yours
OXOXOXOXOX
Five of a kiss
Five of a hug
Laced back round again
Then I'd add in the ~
Which is a lick
So five hugs, 5 licks, and five kisses
There we go a change of thoughts
The numbers take on new meanings
Kisses you long into the night

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.