Poem for her 601

Dear Readers,


Part 4


bike ride to the library there those books again
the ones of future places and far away spaces
drawing in the class drafting straight edges easy
dreams of him that shadow in her head the need great
deep sighs no one asking for the hand at the dance
just more looking at the stacks and maybe the books
where the art and the places to go the lands far away
over there in the section on how to cook italian
or the home fries and grits of the cook books down south
wonder what caviar tastes like is it salty or fishy
does he have some in his house now or is it something
he'd want to share with her......


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.