" 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