Today I remember you

Was looking through an old desk drawer. I found this letter from a someone I dated back in the mid 80's. It was in his handwriting.
He died shortly after I received it.

4/16/85
Hi Babe, Here's a copy of your poem for your book. I love it and you very much!

Sippin on a sunkist
nothing to do
why do I work
when the sky is blue

Thinking of you
so nice outside
wish we could
bicycle ride

I work so much
to pay my rent
wish more time
with you was spent

Lets make plans
for a barbecue
I want to spend
summer nites with you

Thought there was no reason
for the things that I do
now I know why
because of you.