Poem for her 665

Dear Readers,


Fall flowers


Green of stems on your shirt
The black lines of the sweater
In the photo on your phone
Drawn with colors not there
The edges of the car windows pass
The sights of the road we go on
The day is cloudy and light
Patches of your smile delightful
The days are cool and mild
The touch of your hand exciting
Lime jello at the picnic
The crackers in the bowl
Cheese sliced from home
There the day is fed
The castles on the calendar
Ones we are off to see
Slowly as the days go by
You and me babe into the autumn


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.