Your gorgeous blue eyes reflect my soul
and yours, mine: by G-d’s design.
My heart skips a thousand beats.
Next month tastes like the rainbow.
I look at my nails and they look like ice-cream
almost time for Shavuot.
Cheesecake on the horizon,
and the dream of having you, too.
I can’t write or type much because I’m going on 2.5 weeks of unbearable pain through my hands/wrists. I hope it ends soon.
Love Always, Karen Maeby