Drawn by the big city lights

She traded her pumps for high heels


On weekdays she worked in a milliner’s factory

Over weekends she treaded the steps of a queen


Though named after an ordinary flower

Her extraordinary dreams gave her power


While life has not been a bed of roses

She walks in paths of their heady perfume


Though age makes her grow ever smaller

Her optimism always grows even taller


My heart brims with eternal gratitude

For her contagiously  positive attitude


For one who is so small in her stature

I see her image much larger than her life


She takes everything in her stride

And nurtures us with so much pride


With eighty years now completely behind her

She still remains fiercely strong and independent


Today God has blessed you with another day

You deserve so much more than I can say!


Happy Birthday to our dear Mother!