A GAL I KNOW
(For Karen Poland, a  best friend)

’There is a gal I’ve known for a long, long time;
She’s what you would call a friend, indeed.
For she’s always there when you’re feeling low,
And will stop to help in your time of need.

She’s had many, many trials and tears,
And though she was left to make her way alone,
Her spirit has remained both proud and strong,
And she has not been bitter, nor has she felt forlorn.

She’s a fire-fighter, a volunteer,
And when asked, she’ll answer:  “Yes I can”
She’s a “Hot Shot” and I’ll tell you true:
She will fight that fire, just like any man.

She has been devoted mother and loving wife,
She has always strived to do her best;
And each time life dealt her a losing hand,
She stood tall, steadfast... and passed the test.

It is a privilege to be called her friend,
Because women like her are so very few.
She’s sincere and honest; She’s kind and loyal, too.
Most people call her Kay, I call her Karen Sue.