The Lady Down the Lane
Grandma Bown was her name
She's my lady down the lane
She actually live next door you see
For a very long time, she lived next to me.
I have many memories with her and Grandpa Bown
She always lifted me up when I was feeling down
I remember planting flowers, and tending to their lawn
and I really missed them a lot after they moved on.
I miss the days of helping Grandma cook,
And reading to Grandpa from my favorite book
They've been gone for 30 years now, you see
But I still carry the memories of the Bown's with me.
Mary Taylor
3/29/2020
Copyright © Mary Taylor | Year Posted 2020
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