I never thought I’d be alone Sitting by a silent phone Not a thing I can do Life’s not fair, this is true Our minds are strong, bodies weak Being busy is what I seek I’d love to throw away all pills Say goodbye to body ills I’m happy when there are things to do Sitting still means life is through Age 90 years old
Submitted by her daughter, Donyta Wright
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