Pearl

PEARL

 

You’re my dear little neighbor

And I met you at your own front door

Struggling with your keys and lock 

I thought you’d run amok

But all that commotion

Was sheer determination

“I’ll open this door if it takes all night!”

It didn’t.  The door opened just right.

I’ve learned since that Pearl is first:

To stand up

To pipe up

To volunteer

To bring cheer

In friendship, this lady is truly immersed.

 

Virginia L. Wylie

 

 

 

 

 

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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