One Of The Kindest And Nicest Poem by Francis Duggan

One Of The Kindest And Nicest



Gray haired and wrinkled she is aging with grace
But she has a kind looking and a beautiful face
A seventy five year old widow her husband died a decade ago
The biological clock is becoming her foe
Her seven grandchildren into young adults have grown
In her one bedroom flat she lives on her own
A religious woman by her beliefs she lives
Any spare cash she has to the town poor she gives
Friendly and generous in spirit in her charming way
When out walking she smiles at everyone she does meet and bids them a good day
One of the kindest and nicest people on her side of the town
Yet she does remain as a stranger to renown
To her higher self she remains ever true
Good Karma in abundance she surely is due.

Friday, March 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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