Poem for her 815

Dear Readers,


Tummy yummy cards stuck in Light Bulbs


The art Project was started a long time ago
I am not really sure how to tell when it started
Yet there it is they started arriving by the Bulbs
Large and small and glowing colors of hues of rain
Bow tied, tie dyed, tickled me with the tulips
She is laughing now as I read this to her
I just texted her Phone, then took a flash picture
The room is totally dark yet I can see to type
The feel of the textured keys we'd designed
Flew out the flow stacks at the Organ and Origin
And yet the store front was an Old barn door
That was Jack's in town, they had it on a side road
Near Bill's torn up turnips his food stand
The guys and gals of town always laugh when we show up
We have something going on, It's a stated secret
The love affair we've had with silly nilly
Creation's and crafts over on Scott street
They aren't a street it's a deadend into a solid wall
Of old stone mountain kinda thing , yet here we are
Still singing the lovely blues and hues and dues
At the Library for Over due books has funded nothing at all
If you miss the deedline we give you three more books
To cheer you along as you might never have to give
The first 4 you borrowed last week, yet Jack took one
So there you have it
Light Bulbs with Tummy Yummy cards
Stuck to your door at where ever we think you will see them


Happy Birthday Babe,

PS They are full flavored as well as gummy candies
and shortbread stacks
And things like notes see above^

Charles.