Poem for her 646

Dear Readers,


Soft

Soft touches of sunshine on the window
Off to go see the sight of sun light
There the first time in a week
The speakers of the radio tell the tale
Joyous music plays for your dance
There the floors covered in squares of light
The reflections of the stained glass sparkle
The day is one to bounce with now
The light lingers a time
The clouds cover the vision
But you've seen the sun and are happy
It was still around
Not locked away in a cloud bank
The sweet lines of a poem drift by
The tale told of mirth and shine
The dance in the movie with rain slides by
The sunny morning soon as
He walks into the room with fresh hot coffee
Hands you a plate
Mei Fun and eggs on toast

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.