To Be A Good Person

She always has a happy smile on her face
The gray haired woman in her mid sixties from the far away place
Her grandchildren young adults her better days long gone
And the clock on her life it ticks on and on
Six years ago her husband left her for one younger which did not move her to tears
His unfaithfulness to her she had put up with for years
The love she had for him to indifference had grown
She feels happy to live and grow old on her own
One who does her good deed or two every day
To help those in need of helping she goes out of her way
Respect to the feelings of others she does pay
And a bad word about her you will not hear anyone say
To be a good person her claim to renown
The beautiful one from the far away town.