There she was sitting in her chair
The passage of time seen in her gray hair
She sits not in a chair on a throne of honor
Tea cookies and lemonade the silent child ate
Cookies salty-sweet this is how she will grow to be
Lemonade just enough tart you can see it from her heart
Words of wisdom in a melodious feminine tone
Encouraging us to rise up and tell me you are not alone
As I listen to her wisdom, I become stronger
Tea cookies and lemonade the silent child ate
Cookies that dissolve on the tung where words have yet to be sung
Lemonade cooling and refreshing to what she dreams
Still her voice echoes in our minds
She has made a mark on the pages of time
I wish I could talk to her
Tea cookies and lemonade the silent child ate
Cookies filling a child\'s desires that she has yet to reach
Lemonade tart to those who don\'t understand but sweet to those who she inspired
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