Poem for her 799

Dear Readers,


362


The mint was 3 feet high
Spring was turning to summer
The water in the ponds enjoyed fish
The fish enjoyed being looked at
The birds liked the trees and flowers
There was this yellow bird in the feeder
We couldn't get a picture
Watching for the bees and things
Spring in the wind and rain
Rain filled the over flow ponds
Where we store for watering
Porch swing and sitting areas
Card games held right up till dusk
Paints at night or other things
The summer heat getting up there
Cool nights still in offering
Slow dinner parties and picnics
Garden plans and paths to walk
Hugging each other as the seconds go by


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.