Date night by Charlie Knowlton

Come take my hand

let us walk for a while.

Bring your goodness, your beauty,

that strawberry blond smile.

To an open buffet

of laughter and play,

with honey dipped toppings

a cherry souffle.

Where we’ll swirl and twirl

through God’s given treats.

Unfurl a whirl

into heavenly sweets.

An evening of bliss

not costing a cent.

Then lie beneath

that fortune

cookie tree of content.