Poem for her 935

Clocks

They say big hand and little hand and second hand

A second hand clock

Got out of the thrift store in town

We set it to 5 O'Clock

So we'd know it was time to play cards

We didn't wind it though

So it's always card time

We like that in the slow summer

Or the slow winter

Snacks too

 

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.