They came down Wayside road
Smiling, Swinging hands
The pretty girl with starry eyes
Her soldier husband by her side
Dub called, Girls come meet my wife
Betty and I with delighted eyes
Ran to meet them,skirts afly
Mama came arms opened wide
To take the pretty girl inside

She carried sunshine in her eyes
Our uncle’s gay, thoughtful bride
She wandered with us in the fields
Loved our mountains, woods and hills
Once at granddaddy’s all alone
We laughed and sang all day long
Then for something fun to do
We washed our feet in tomato juice

As all things must,it had to end
Though we would always call her friend
She was a joy in our lives
I often think of her and smile