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A little white haired lady
Sits rocking in her chair
Thinking of the days long past
When she was young and fair
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Her wedding day, her lover,
Standing by her side
She loved him and was so
Happy to be his blushing bride.
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The little house that they called home,
So pretty and so neat
And through the years the home
Was filled with children Oh so sweet.
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God blessed their home with happiness,
And the years rushed right along
And as they did she filled
Her soul with many a happy song.
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This tiny little lady and
The man that she loved so
Were joyous and contented
As they watched their children grow
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She was thankful for
Her family every single day
Not thinking of the loneliness
Soon to come her way.
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Her one true love is gone now,
The children are all grown
And the little white haired lady
Sits rocking all alone.
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ŠJudy Marriott
June 17, 2008
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