Poem for her 610
Dear Readers,
Some things I like
Her giggle
Her sigh
The look she makes when..
..I arrive
..The coffee is served
..She drink a new tea
..I pull on her belt loops
..She stands in a check out line
..She sees Graham Crackers and Butter
..that first kiss happens
..she shows me the new colors
Then things she says about my cooking
Her whisper of good night
The sound of her sleeping
The touch of her
The sounds of hello
The laugh at the blue note book
The smile at sunshine
The feel of her belt loops
The notes she sends
The softly said Something
The millions of other things she does
The millions of other things she says
The looks to many to count
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
Some things I like
Her giggle
Her sigh
The look she makes when..
..I arrive
..The coffee is served
..She drink a new tea
..I pull on her belt loops
..She stands in a check out line
..She sees Graham Crackers and Butter
..that first kiss happens
..she shows me the new colors
Then things she says about my cooking
Her whisper of good night
The sound of her sleeping
The touch of her
The sounds of hello
The laugh at the blue note book
The smile at sunshine
The feel of her belt loops
The notes she sends
The softly said Something
The millions of other things she does
The millions of other things she says
The looks to many to count
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
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