An Unsung Heroine Poem by Francis Duggan

To help those in need of helping she goes out of her way
And i do see her often though not every day
The kind hearted woman who lives three doors down
The unsung heroine of our side of the town
In her early to mid seventies her hair silver gray
A beautiful person of her one can say
A widow and a grandmother one compassionate and kind
Her very equal would be quite hard to find
She always has a smile on her beautiful face
The Human World for her in it is a much better place
It does seem all wrong that she remains as unsung
She would be lauded as a heroine were she beautiful looking and young
We live in an ageist society today
Suppose for growing old there has to be some price to pay.