MY SISTER SHIRLEY

MY SISTER SHIRLEY



I have four sisters, Shirley was the firstborn
She has many talents but never toots her horn
She can play the piano and beautiful music make
Cook up some wonderful food and bake a delicious cake
In her later years, to college she went
Graduated with honors, Joe’s money she spent
She’s taught at elementary school for several years
Had the patience of Job and wiped away many tears
Her husband, Joe, no finer man could she love
He treats her mighty fine and he sings just like a dove
Shirley’s three boys are mighty fine lads
They grew up pretty good and all made loving dads
Now as Shirley enters her golden twilight years
May God grant her peace and wipe away her fears
As a brother to a sister, I send my best wishes
Remember all those times you washed them dirty dishes
I’m so glad you are my sister and my friend
To this little poem I must now make an end.



Copyright 2004 Irvin L. Rozier Mar 27, 04