I.

There’s something special about a trip
When you’re my destination -
It’s been entirely too long
I’m filled with anticipation!
Thank heavens for cruise control
Curbing my acceleration.
A speeding ticket would not be fun
And might mar my elation.
I hunch forward more and more
Until I finally have to peel
My fingers from their bruising grip
Upon the steering wheel.
Another landmark reached at last
The time’s near for my arrival.
I’d make this trip anytime -
Seeing you is my survival.

II.

“How does your mind work?” you asked me
Your question again brings a smile...
Don’t you know that it doesn’t
And hasn’t for quite a long while?
My brain cells took early retirement,
Not one lick of work will they do -
They’re much too busy enjoying
Being filled with thoughts of you.

III

There was rain and darkness when I passed this way before
But now the sky’s a brilliant blue and I can see much more
Than lines centering pavement and taillights up ahead
It’s springtime and the forests have put on a beauty spread.
Redbuds bring thoughts of poetry, Lady Santos’ purple lace
The dazzling white of dogwoods recall salvation’s face
Naturalized wisteria, the graceful Bradford pear
Yellow jasmine climbing, vining... here, there, everywhere.
Still, I don’t see a single sight as mile follows after mile
That can warm my heart as much as your beloved smile.

Thanks, Toe...
May your birthday be a wonderful one and every day bless you with happiness as abundant as that you bring to my life. *S*