This
is the day
April
in the month
The
remembrance of Lena Woodworth
The
day she was born
Though
we never see her again
She
left us ages ago
The
footprints in our minds
She
will stay in our memories
It
only seems like yesterday
She
sat on the chair doing her chores
Listening
to her narration
Of
a time long gone
The
whirring of the wind
The
cloudy sky and drizzling fall
Lena
Woodworth we remember
Long
she has gone the memories stay
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