My mother-in-law, Irene by name
Is the leader of her clan.
At ninety-three, you surely see
Why I became her fan.
Though struck with polio at two,
That didn't dim her fire;
To work and strive and keep her drive,
Remained her big desire.
She wedded, birthed and schooled her kids,
That alone should merit fame.
Seven lively daughters she brought forth
And one of them I claim.
It seems a shame, some garner fame,
While others stay unknown;
But few amidst life's mingling crowds,
Know courage, like she's shown.
It's getting late, so now I go
To think on other themes;
To quote I'll say ''Goodnight Irene',
I'll see you in my dreams.-1998
This grand old lady passed on in 2005-
at 100 years of age-a truly remarkable
person.
Joseph Anderson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodnight-irene-2/
