Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. I’m as ready as I can be.
I have a crocheted mask that goes everywhere with me.
You can see me coming. The color is bright green.
Those who see it say it’s like none they’ve ever seen.
I tell them it was made by a very special friend.
They want to know if she would crochet one for them.
I wore my mask all day. I had lots of things to do.
I found there are some mask pluses. I’ll spell them out for you.
I went by the grocery store that gives a senior discount
The clerk thought I was younger and charged a higher amount.
Everywhere I went people made the same mistake.
They thought me ten years younger which was something I could take.
I went to get a hair cut. The last thing I had to do.
I prepared to prove my age because they give discounts, too.
The stylist wouldn’t be convinced I was a senior citizen
It soon dawned on me…she couldn’t see my double chin.
I finally caught on to what had been taking place.
You see, no one could see the south side of my face.
The north side has fewer lines. The south side tells the truth.
The south side has deep rivers. The north, the fountain of youth.
But when I have my mask on and look into the mirror,
I realize you can’t tell when I’m smiling ear to ear.
I won’t worry about what goes south. I’ll leave that for the birds.
I’ll wear my mask tomorrow and hope all hear my muffled words.
These beautiful flowers are a Mother’s Day gift from my son.
I want to wish every woman who has nurtured a child a very happy and blessed day of celebration tomorrow…And don’t forget to wear your mask!