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These should be her golden years but something out of place is here When the shadows come and her mind slips away She'll speak of things that happened back in 57 And then can't recall what happened yesterday Tonight she looks around her at strangers that surround her One lady calls her Mom then begins to cry The shadows keep returning and as she nears her final journey She drifts away and relives a young girl's life ... Daddy won't you saddle up my little Shetland pony I'll ride across the field and visit Grandma Ida Mae All my chores are done and Mama says she doesn't need me She's canning wild plum jelly and I'd just be in her way Not a battle of her choosing but It's one that she's losing They know she'll never make It through the night Her loved ones gather round her that's how the angel's found her She went smiling as she walked into the light Daddy won't you saddle up my little Shetland pony I'll ride across the field and visit Grandma Ida Mae Daddy did you see the poster down at Wilson's grocery Bob Will's is playing for a dance at the schoolhouse Saturday These should have been her golden years but something out of place was there The shadows came and there was no escape |