I watched you everyday. As you made
your way. Up four flights of stairs you’d
climb. Even in the icy, harsh, winter time.
Awe and admiration came to mind! Knowing your
heart, ever so kind.Even though I worried about
you so. You said you were doing okay. Your
husband passed away. But, in your life a
huge part, God did play. And alone, you were
happy to stay. And I secretly hoped/pray. I
might be so brave.
Lady
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