Poem for her 642

Dear Readers,


Travel


When our cars are traveling in two directions
The days get longer and a bit trying
The kisses long when we part
Waiting to meet those lips again
The driving not so fun alone
The joy of driving toward each other intense
The meeting so sweet there is only fire to see
Those days when we have the porch swing
The walks in the woods the cuddles all day
The music plays when you draw something
I'll be over here
Taking your picture
Smile the smile the light of your eyes
The giggle when I say
Say cheese
And hand you a hot grilled cheese
And smile that we are near each other
The long kisses that make the day go by
Hand in hand together a week dawn through dusk

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.