The Old Lady I See
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Anil Kumar Panda
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In a world full of sorrow
I see her every morning
Working hard as if in her
Life there is no tomorrow
I see her cleaning house
Washing her clothes and
In the garden taking strolls
In a chair stitching blouse
She is in her eighties now
A body half bent to the front
Still full of energy and zeal
Time for her is going slow
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