It was dark but cozy
Threadbare but padded with love
The floorboards squeaked
And the windows leaked
But it was beautiful
At the foot of the windy stair
It’s face shining like the moon
Every hour on time
It’s bells would chime
As the hours ticked quietly away
A tiny kitchen
With a worn old table
Basic and quaint
With chipped peeling paint
And food that was made with love
A little old lady
With a face worn with time
And hands that were twisted with age
A heart so very old
But made of pure gold
And a smile for all that loved her

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