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Mildred Johnson
in the autumn of 1916
A shy, pretty girl east Texas
and restless
Humble and kind as a could be

She loved to sing in the choir, and inspired
Her head down, keeping time
Or tell with friends after supper
the hour
A Calico cat fast asleep at her

And she to drive her big red car
she couldn't see over the hood very far
She'd out the driveway
And point thing down the road
We'd say, "Lord, she goes"

Her was silver and messy
She walked in a
Worried wasting the day
Some nights she sat at her
Composing letters
Falling with a pen in her hand

And she loved to her big red car
A 'round her shoulders, her foot to the floor
Down to the grocery, she'd wave
And we'd pray, "Lord, bring her safe"

And she loved to her big red car
Though she couldn't see over the hood far
back out the driveway
And point that thing down the
say, "Lord, there she goes"

Mildred Johnson
Marvelous
I was so lucky to call her my