" a Mother's Day Rose"
To mother Pearl with roses
Who loves not lies nor poses
Dislikes neighbors that’s nosy
Likes good weather that’s rosy
Mom is a very good cook
Cooks from scratch not from a book
In cookbooks she never looks
Cook’s lessons she never took
Momma Pearl now eighty three
Hoes her own garden you see
Has her own freedom to be
An amazing Cherokee
Bothered not by who you are
She still chauffeur’s her own car
Believes work, we all must bear
Works for elderly health care
Believes, healthy, wealthy and wise
Means, living life without disguise
Loves not neighbor’s unwholesome lies
But help’s him remove from his guise
Her motto, don’t you be cheated
Living character defeated
With a love that is depleted
A change in your life is needed
This poem I give, mother Pearl
To thee your rose, while in this world
You’ve never been a party girl
Desired not give the world a whirl
Hester Pearl’s rose, not of this world!
For: My Own Living Mother
Sponsored by: Rambling Poet
Placed # 11
Copyright © John Freeman | Year Posted 2010
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