She's in her
Mid-Seventies.
I've known her
For more than
Two decades.
When she used to
Come over to our
Place, it was nice
Living with her....
I've always liked
Being with her....
She's such a
Simple, warm
And genuine
Person, I like
Talking to her.
I dread the day
She'll go away.
When she's no more
In this world, I'll really
Miss her.
(Dedicated to my Dearest Mother-in-Law)
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