A Shared Treasure
A one in a million lady
Now sixty years old
She still jumps over the wall
I still get a kick out of people gasping
When they witness her doing it…
A lady that is a mother to many
Even without asking they open up
They share their deepest fears with her…
I sometimes become jealous,
Feeling deprived of precious time with her
But then I look at how blessed I am,
To still have my mom with me
Even if I have to share her,
With the rest of my community…
Her laughter, with ears willing to listen
To give a hug,
To wipe a tear,
She is my brightest star,
Even if she thinks, she is nothing special
To me she is one in a million,
To me she means the world...
by: Wilma Neels
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