She has little money to enjoy or spend
But to other people she is a good friend
To help out her poverty line neighbours she goes out of her way
And for her assistance she never asks for pay.
A very good person that's to give her fair due
And to her higher self she will always be true
If she cannot help you she will not drag you down
The quiet unsung heroine of a very small Town.
Single in her early fifties she lives on her own
A halo of goodness around her has grown
A beautiful person untainted by conceit or guile
She has warmth in her greeting and warmth in her smile.
The quiet unsung hero with few words to say
She helps some-one in need of help every day
Does her elderly neighbours shopping for him he's confined to a wheel-chair
She is a great person her type seem so rare.
Just to live as a good person is her only life's goal
This beautiful woman with a beautiful soul
Untainted by snobbery or guile or conceit
One like her one does not meet on every street.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem