What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer. Part four...

May poetry number sixteen...

              What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer.. Part four

I awoke alone in the bed. I heard Jennifer and her baby in the shower. She left the bathroom door open and I sat on the love seat. I saw her come out of the shower. She was a tall woman, five foot ten inches in height and she owned a woman body now. She turned and she saw me. She smiled, standing nude and she dressed Tiffany.

I wrote to my journal. 

"Lovely is, lovely does.

A mother love, a blessing.

A kiss given by a kind woman. A blessing.

Ivory skin lady with a smile of gold.

She will steal your heart forever.

A nude woman, a kind gift to a lucky man.

Life is the time we know.

The time we appreciate.

Love near, a honor and a blessing."

I heard her voice and she asked. Some poetry for me or a wild gal elsewhere? She had a towel wrapped around tightly and I brought her close. I told her as I kissed her hands. A poem for the most beautiful gal in my world. She laughed as Tiffany came to me. She asked. Who are you? I told her. Just Johnnie. She smiled and she asked her mother. Is "Just" a name? We all laughed. Jennifer put Tiffany in her play area and I followed her to the bedroom. She told me. Get dress quickly, I will buy you lunch today and you will meet my father. She dropped her towel and I brought her close. I kissed her stomach, caressed her long legs. I told her. Thank you dear Jennifer. You are too kind to me. She smiled and she held me tightly. I have you for 27 days and I want them to be wonderful. You are my December wish. I pray for someone to make me smile and laugh Johnnie. You do.

I told her. Okay dear Jennifer and I knew. All things happen for a reason. Maybe my dandelion wish came true and I watched Jennifer get dress. I sat with Tiffany building large legos into a castle. She was a happy and smart little girl. I felt Jennifer watching from the distance. I turned and I saw more sadness than happiness.

I went to her. I told her. Dear Jennifer, I am smarter and wiser now. I know you are a young woman now with a handful of problems. If you need money. I have a lot of money. In war. No place to spend your money. I promise not to be a burden. She told me, thank you dear Johnnie. I have enough money and you are not a burden. Jennifer smiled and she told me. I need my war-paint now. Go sit down and help yourself to the coffee in the kitchen.

I got the coffee and I wrote to my journal.

"Love is just a rose, will live, will die and the rose will rebirth in the Spring.

We will know the mockingbird song and we will know the sound of silence.

Old souls know. Love is sweet, kindness is better.

Patience in love, knows great rewards. 

Maybe a place in a pretty woman heart."

I feel a gentle touch and I looked into Jennifer hazel eyes. She smiled and tells me. Sleepy head. Time to begin a new day.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.