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The Oldest Woman In Town

Splendid she was in her old wooly hat She sat in the garden and watched the world pass Beside her asleep was her mangy old cat The oldest woman in town Nobody knew just how old she might be If you asked her she'd say 'a bit more than me teeth' She drank barley wine and smoked the Gold Leaf The oldest woman in town Summer, winter, whatever the weather She'd sit in her garden and sell lucky heather She'd say she was lucky rather than clever The oldest woman in town One day as a kid when the weather was mild I sat down beside her and looked up and smiled She said 'what are you wanting you horrible child' The oldest woman in town Then one day much later before I left school She wasn't sat there on her wooden stool I thought probably died the silly old fool The oldest woman in town But later that day as I made my way home She was sat in her garden all on her own Had the cat gone left her there all alone? The oldest woman in town Approaching quite wary I noticed her eyes Were trying to hide but couldn't disguise That terrible sadness when somebody dies The oldest woman in town 'Wheres ya cat' I venture quite bold 'He's sleeping' she says 'he getting quite old' 'In fact sleeping forever truth to be told' Said the oldest woman in town. 'Im sorry' I says and I meant it as well She was ever so lonely and sad I could tell 'Thank you' she said 'he was a loyal old pal' The oldest woman in town After that I'd stop and chat everyday She'd so many stories and tales to relay And most of them involved a roll in the hay The oldest woman in town All these lads but never wed? Was something I instantly wished I not said She looked up at the clouds said 'me husband is dead' The oldest woman in town I was sorry (again) and she said 'its Ok It was way way afore you were born I daresay He died a young man on a cold winters day' Said the oldest woman in town 'Thats very sad' I was sorry again 'Ah the years pass on by and with em the pain I wish I could kiss him once more just the same' The oldest woman in town Many years later I came home on leave To learn that she'd died on the last Christmas Eve No more old lady was hard to believe The oldest woman in town I went to graveyard and there found her stone She lay with her husband she wasn't alone I lay down my flowers, and off I went home Glad I knew her..the oldest woman in town.

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Date: 9/18/2018 1:53:00 PM
Every single part of this wrapped me in a warmth that this friendship existed, and I truly believe that it did. Sweet write!
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