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 bring cheer
In friendship, this lady is truly immersed.
Virginia L. Wylie