She was the pretty teen in the sky blue dress
with a crown of flowers in her long blond hair
her eyes shining like sapphires when she smiled
and she danced wherever she went
She was the beautiful young woman working in her office
her suits a formal black and grey
despite the surroundings she still was happy
and lit up those around her
She was the tired mum with 4 young kids in tow
she did her very best to bring them up right
they seemed happy and eager to learn
an almost mirror image of their mother
She is the grandmother in the long pink nightie
being looked after by her children
though at 80 she can no longer walk comfortably
her eyes and smile still light up the room
She is the 90 year old grandma who is about to die
her breathing is getting weak
just before she passes she sees herself young again
a pretty teen in a sky blue dress
with a crown of flowers in her long blond hair
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