Today’s Poem

Poem as Birthday Gift for My Girl

I also took her
out to dinner.
I’m not the beatnik
I used to be.
That is not to say, now
I know better.
I don’t. But I do
have a job today.
She not aged,
laughs the same
as she did years
ago when we dated
the first time.
Big-eyed, long-legged,
so foxy and with a halo
of hair that old, white
women don’t understand.

-Jason Braun