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![]() ![]() She never grumbles or complains.
although she's going lame.
And when asked how she is,
she'll say she's just the same.
![]() She doesn't get around,
all that good anymore.
Walking through the house,
is becoming quite a chore.
![]() She thinks about the mountains,
where peace she always knows.
And way down in the valley,
where weeds sometimes grows.
![]() When someone comes to visit,
she always invites them in.
When they start complaining,
she will sit there and grin.
![]() She has so many problems,
but she never says a word.
Complaining from this woman.
not one has ever heard.
![]() She often thinks about,
walking in others shoes.
There's so many troubled,
downhearted with the blues.
![]() She's always thought that way,
says the Lord he holds her hand.
And he's right there beside her,
and she'll see the Promise Land.
![]() She's got a special gift,
her mind is very keen.
The most amazing woman,
that I have ever seen.
![]() Copyright © 2011 Jo Ann Lovelace. All Rights Reserved.
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