that produce beautiful eggs
she owns goats too, and cows, and horses, and a cat, and a dog . . .
she knows everyone and she's involved in everything
she's got her finger on the pulse of the neighborhood
she's sensitive to the needs of others
she remembers names and details
she's frugal by nature and pleased by small things
it gives her the giggles when upstanding citizens lose their cool
we don't always see eye to eye, we've brought each other to tears
she forgives me indefinitely
she's a letter writer, a telephone talker, a listening ear on an evening stroll
she's opinionated about politics and the local recreational program
she's got a high IQ
she was the perfect child growing up
she doesn't like spicy foods
or conflict
she's my first call when I'm going insane
she is a second mother to my offsrping
she took back homemade cards she'd made me for my birthday
when she came up short for card group
I gave her a bedskirt and asked for it back two years later
after purchasing a new duvet cover
she works out every day
she can carry on a conversation while running
she can appreciate a good dessert
she loves a good book, a good show, a good nap
she's not afraid of hard work
she's prepared for the end of the world
she has cutesy names for things
she is slow to anger
she's my hour long phone call on Monday mornings
she's the voice of reason
she and I are
night and day
salt and pepper
ham and eggs
we just go good together
Now its off to the ironing, which is also done . . .
