Little Old Ladies

 

Two little old ladies

Live on my block

They live for each day

And not by the clock

 

They like to eat cookies

And they like to have tea

To them life is carefree

And as simple can be

 

They talk about grandkids

And old days gone by

They take life's up and downs

Much better than I

 

Their houses are cluttered

With things that are old

Like pictures and hand prints

To them--they're like gold

 

They both are now widows

But their lives have gone on

Each day is a precious note

In life's lovely song

 

If you start feeling down

And life seems like a fuss

Just find two sweet old ladies

They're much wiser than us

--Aunt Sadie

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