Farewell Miss Potts

Miss Potts lived on Hillside Street I'd walk past and there we'd meet. It was her fifty-sixth year Since she had moved here She'd seen many a come and go. Now she was old But nonetheless bold And never without a smile. She told stories of the past When she was young and fast Oh how much things have changed. The years went on The people moved on Out of sight, out of mind. Now she is gone Long since forgotten Living through the memories left behind.