Poem for her 921

Dew

Fall dew almost frost

Fallen in the grass outside the rental cabin

I had to get a coat

You were already a bundle of sweaters

Wow it's fall

Cool out here in the west

Far from our cabin

We were on a road trip

Likely the last of the year

Almost time to make apple cider

We had several more stops

To get the selection of apples we wanted

Off to the drive to the farms

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.