Daddy Longlegs the dinner bell keeper

I know a woman of the highest caliber and she really liked country music.  She was a beautiful woman and I even think she put an American flag in her hair one time that I knew her!  But that said, I have not heard from her in many years now.  I missed her grin and I missed her long legs.  Those legs were so long that they touched the ground before she even woke up in the morning.  I know that my friend whom I will call Michelle the Great is happy and healthy, but why is she not dancing in the pear tree of life?  I must say that she is so apt that she smells of rosewood and honey all of the days of her life.  So dear Michelle whom I know from the days that we both liked to cut grass with a back hoe in the basement of our father's homes, I miss you very much and I would like to add you to my facebook channel if you so materialize in the years ahead!