Rooster Boosters Poem by JoAnn McGrath

My children have grown to become
a well rounded Lass and Chum


Never getting in such a mess
that would put me in distress

Well....maybe a few small bumps
but we all need to take our lumps

Their good always out-ways the bad
There's more happy times then sad

Many adults compliment them so
and that is how I know

If I were a rooster
They would be my booster

I'd stick my chest up high
and wear it with great pride

For a gift a child is heaven sent
It's God's holy gift they represent

Thank you my rooster boosters
Michael and Malory