Poem for her 634

Dear Readers,


Grilled Snow sandwich

It isn't the summer day without a small shower
The snow shower that hit today wasn't a long one
But the cold clouds were welcome
We didn't want the summer back so soon
The looking in scrapbooks of summer
Made the snow welcome
The dance in the living room in front of the fire
The slow meal around the table
The soft music and more dancing
Soft slow cuddling as our feet moved
The winter day wasn't that bad for a monday
We had a new meal planned the day before
We called it not what it was
But what the world outside made us think
So it is in the recipe book
In her neat hand writing as she is cute
Cute every second of the day
Slips her fingers into mine
We loose track of time

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.