Jane

 The wise woman Jane does not think she is wise

Of the wisdom she has in her she does not realize

Before she does speak she always thinks twice

And as well as being thoughtful she is rather nice

A widowed grandmother in her early seventies in her ways quite kind

To help others out always willingly inclined

Her own praises you never does hear her sing

But joy to other people she always does bring

A kind and wise person on her side of the town

Though she lives as a stranger to even local renown

From anyone in need of helping she never turns away

Her sort becoming rare in the World of today

So good, kind and wise in her own gentle way

She helps those in need of helping every day.