Poem for her 865

Dear Readers,


Double dot dash Ditto


Those little things you hear
In your head
On the phone
The video player
The scrapbook page
There she just smiled
I saw her do it
See there is that wink again
She's reading over my shoulder


Ditto to you babe
Over here see the nine of spades
That one is going to take your hand
And kiss it again
And
You'll be heard to say
Perfectly
Three times in a row

That video from May
Long ago May
Those 11 days in May
Wonderful
Something

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.