In a village, far and wide,
Lived an old beggar woman, with none by her side.
Her clothes were worn, her face was old,
But kindness within her heart, a treasure to behold.
Oh, the old beggar woman, with stories to tell,
In her humble abode, where love always dwell.
With a smile so warm, she cast her spell,
In kindness's melody, she sang so well.
Though she had little, she gave what she could,
A kind word, a gentle touch, she understood.
She shared her wisdom, beneath the sun,
For kindness was her magic, her kingdom won.
Oh, the old beggar woman, with stories to tell,
In her humble abode, where love always dwell.
With a smile so warm, she cast her spell,
In kindness's melody, she sang so well.
Through valleys and hills, her name spread wide,
As a beacon of hope, in life's turbulent tide.
For in her presence, hearts found peace,
And from her kindness, joys would increase.