Poem for her 873
Dear Readers,
Twelve trips out west
The first year we went on a trip out west
Was to see an aunt
The next was to see a boat we were building
The next was to set sail
The 3rd was for a gathering of picnicers
The 4th hasn't happened yet
The others are on a little note book
There was the card makers convention
It was held out west as well
So many things out west
Someone asked if we'd been doing thing out east
Well yes
We do art shows
There was that picnic that one June
It took 3 weeks
...okay it was also a camping trip
That one wasn't one day long
It was just fun
No planning
Planning is okay
Just going is a bit better
Packing a basket full
Keeping it handy
Making use of storage
And pillow
Just going
Knowing when you get there
The sun will shine again
Holding her hand as we walk
Makes all the difference
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
Twelve trips out west
The first year we went on a trip out west
Was to see an aunt
The next was to see a boat we were building
The next was to set sail
The 3rd was for a gathering of picnicers
The 4th hasn't happened yet
The others are on a little note book
There was the card makers convention
It was held out west as well
So many things out west
Someone asked if we'd been doing thing out east
Well yes
We do art shows
There was that picnic that one June
It took 3 weeks
...okay it was also a camping trip
That one wasn't one day long
It was just fun
No planning
Planning is okay
Just going is a bit better
Packing a basket full
Keeping it handy
Making use of storage
And pillow
Just going
Knowing when you get there
The sun will shine again
Holding her hand as we walk
Makes all the difference
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
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