Theresa Ann Moore - My Friend, 'Ruby'

Jet-black curls framed her tanned face
Her pleasant nature was like a sun filled day
She was a friend who cared and listened.

'Hello, come right in and have a cup of tea…'
When I’d leave she’d say, 'come back Theresa.'
Jet-black curls framed her tanned face.

She was always ready to give a helping hand.
If you were missing something, she’d lend…
She was a friend who cared and listened.

Everyone was welcomed at her front door
I will always remember my good neighbor,
Jet-black curls framed her tanned face.

Now that she has passed away, she is missed,
Now there’s no one to ask, how is your day?
She was a friend who cared and listened.

The house next door is vacant and quiet.
I remember Ruby; she was like my mother.
Jet-black curls framed her tanned face
She was a friend who cared and listened.

8/6/07

Theresa Ann Moore

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