Hazel Mary
I know a lady of elder years,
Hazel Mary is her name.
I tell her H.M. means, "Her Majesty"
It's just a part of a fun filled game.
She speaks with an Irish accent
Which I can spend hours listening to.
She's tall and quick to action
And she makes it clear she's no one's fool.
She's loyal, kind, and honest
And she knows what a friendship means.
She's proved it many times to me
As I watched her for, "A friend to be".
"And now with the Grace of God
She is now friend to me!"
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
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