The Old Lady...

The old lady sIted on that chair, showed me once… …How the sun shines and rises every day, …How sometimes clouds may be also on its way Learn by heart the old days When I see……when I see, …the old lady sIted on that chair SIted on that chair… the old lady cries at times …Perceiving maybe that her days are gone Lecture of life… hard to rise above or understand When I see… when I see, …the old lady sIted on that chair The old lady sIted on that chair, in sweet smile …reminiscences coming up to bright her sunlight hours Peaceful in mind my heart embrace that flash When I see.., when I see, …the old lady sIted on that chair Peaceful in mind…the memories are there As blooming flowers like the ones she grew Beautiful gardens surrounds me, but with pain When I see… when I see, …the old lady sIted on that chair I know one day… I might see the chair unfilled …Nobody there, just the lovely old lady’s energy And I’ll be acquainted with…her saying… “How the sun shines and rises every day How sometimes clouds may be also on its way” When I might not see… might not see …The old lady sIted on that chair … my Mom.