She may have silver hair and age lines on her face
But she is one who is growing older with grace
And she remains beautiful in every way
The former town rose way back in her prime day
She has lost some of the great beauty she had in her prime
For everything fades with the passing of time
But she is one who does look well for her age
And she has the wisdom of an ageing sage
Her husband's remains in the town cemetery lay
And her children's sons and daughters are young parents today
Last year she turned sixty her best days are long gone
But time on us all is ever ticking on
A wonderful lady so lovely and kind
And her very equal would be hard to find.
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