Poem for her 805

Dear Readers,


Sea green in morning

The hair tickles her neck
She says it's as long as ever
Since she was a little girl
I kiss the tickled spot
The hair is long
The color of sand
Held in my hand
Hair as thick as the first
No gray in sight
Belt loops tug jeans close
Standing there kissing my ear
She says things to me
I say them back
We are getting ready
Town just a short drive away
Sea green the color today
Flowers in the vase red and purple
Irises blooming and clematis too
Kisses on her cheek
Off to town we go

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.