Jane The Octogenarian

I often see her though not every day
Jane the octogenarian of hair silver gray
Walking to or from the super store at the corner of her street
Such a nice person always a pleasure to meet

Since her husband Bill died last year she now lives on her own
Of happier times in life she would have known
They became husband and wife in their physical prime
Sixty years together does seem a long time

Of her true feelings Jane would never lie
She says she will grieve for Bill until the day she does die
Raising their two boys and a girl for them happy years
Often good memories do come with tears

To the good man she loved Bill she was a devoted wife
Ten times a great grandmother she has lived a long life
For one of eighty five she looks rather well
Though time on the strongest eventually does tell

Jane the octogenarian free of conceit and guile
One who always does greet me with a smile
Since her husband Bill died she lives on her own
Of happier times in life she would have known.