Poem for her 929

Snowy

The winter was full of rain

The roads not heavy in gravel were under water

We hadn't seen a flake once

Was it really winter

Some flowers were blooming

Thinking it was spring already

Then one morning

Nothing but white

Snowy outside

Arrived like santa

We were taking as many pictures as we could

She was happy

 

Happy Birthday Babe

 

Charles.

 

 

Poem for her 928

Snow

Those flakes that pepper the car window

We decided not to drive

Stayed in the cabin

Loaded the fireplce

Got the fire going

Watched the snow fall

Made a snowman or two the next day

Stayed in

Slept the second day

The winter wonderland all white

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.