Old Woman
There was an old woman whom would lay in her bed praying at night.
She prays for her children, family and friends for happiness, health and protection until the
end.
Up in heaven this prayer is encased in a Crystal Statue for all to see.
An old womans love for eternity.
Her life has been spent loving all those whom mostly are not around.
For the old woman has taken a haven on Southern grounds.
Many years had been spent on jobs that to her were much of a dead end, just to make ends
meet.
She loved to work and gave it her best.
Many of her friends now lay to rest.
For now she lays in silence next to the man she loves.
The old womans hands crippled in pain, as she puts them together and begins to pray.
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