by Cathy Collura
(Bayshore, New York USA)
Short in height, tall in statureWrinkly, gray-haired, a twinkle in her eyeAdorable to see.Wisdom permeated herCorrecting grammar was her game.School ended at Eighth gradeShe was the smartest woman I know.No one could replace herOh, I miss her so.One more hug, one more danceIf only I had one more chance.
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