So much history
In this womens story..
It goes way back when
Until her life came to an end.
She lived in the settlers days
Where life changed in its ways.
Her wrinkles were a part of who she was.
And that was love..
Her working hands
Oh how tall she stands.
Her tired feet..
We're sore and beat.
But through it all
She carried herself until she would fall.
A tough woman she was
Made all from love.
©terrylin53
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