Today I will celebrate a woman who is certainly like no other.
A public-school teacher, business community college instructor,
Blue Bird leader, quintessential 1950’s mom—my late mother.
Although since I would not want to ever wish to equivocate—
About all else, obsessively-compulsively-she was never late!
Ever a lady in the truest sense of a rather old-fashioned word,
She was the perfect partner for my dad with her style and verve.
Also, trained as a classical pianist, she was sure to entertain us,
but insincerity was certainly not in this small-town girl’s nature.
Thus, if I ever tried, I could never measure up to her example,
For above all else, her love and care remained ever ample.
Note: I did not see the assigned prompt when I first posted, but here is a short poem honoring a very memorable woman, my mother. 8:47 CDST