Ma Rose

Her benevolent smile says it all The way she struts is like music With her cracked naked feet She draws the earth welcoming you home There is such speed in her weary body And such urge to welcome people

Her house stitched with poverty but Surprisingly comfortable and enjoyable She is like a star giving the light to other people Her frail hands stretch accompanied by a jolly smile The jovial, comforting smile never departs from her face Even in the darkest time

Mother of Rose, a friend of all But she never seize to dazzle me How the zest in her voice never ends it seems immortal Despite her age She is like a Splinter of the sun But above that she is a star

Everyone was proud till the day of her death As darkness spluttered all over The cold shivers broke through the bond splintered There was no one to fill the role of “comforter” The sweet melody of her voice The voice that could calm thunder Even now in your grave Ma Rose we cherish you