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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

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