Dos Madre

A Poem by Michelle Gent

Ode to my Aunt Joan

Dos Madre-

My godmother, my friend
So simpatico, so delightful
Insightful and positive

Wisdom from enriched years
Though youthful thought process
and persona

Always a chuckle
A song
A piece of chocolate to offer

Platinum blonde hair
Feline hazel eyes
Bombshell construction
She could have been a pinup in her day

Aesthetics unfortunately not inherited
In her nieces mere frame
Marilyn and Twiggy case the outlet malls
Looking for a bargain

Spotting a Haagen Daz
They've finally found the perfect place
To stop and take a load off for lunch

Sitting, chatting, giggling
Living in the moment