Her Special Day

We listened as she started to play,
In their seats everyone seem to stay,
The view really wasn't bad,
But better ones could be had,
Two young girls sitting near,
Wanted us to buy them beer,
Quickly I was told,
It's not acceptable as we get old,
After a time we'd switch our spot,
That's when things really became hot,
It's like the hell with the seat,
We were dancing and on our feet,
A Birthday Party that was small,
But we enjoyed it all,
There was nothing that I needed to say,
I wanted her to feel special for the day,
Trying just to make her see,
How much she means to me,
There is no doubt that others know,
The concert was Sheryl Crow,
The starting act was Matt White,
What a wonderful way to spend the night,
Now I just wonder if the meaning got through,
Or if how I feel she already knew,
It's like I am lost in time,
Hoping that she is or will be mine,
Inside these feelings I hold,
They need to be seen but not told,
People always seem to come and go,
And there is so much that I just don't know,
How long will this go on,
Does she think about me when I am gone,
Am I hoping for more then I can get,
Or in her life can I some how fit,
On a Honey Moon we should always be,
And every day is her Birthday to me,
I have a Love for her that I will share,
As long as she wants to be there,
The friendship is the best,
On all of this I seem to rest,
She is the picture in my mind,
That for 45 years I just couldn't find!

An Uncle Charlie Original