![]() BostonA Poem by Avery ColtJessie died last night at 102, Lying peacefully in her new reclining chair, I wish she had lived longer to enjoy it there, Long gray locks combed along her face, Her still strong hands folded in grace, No more waiting to go back home, No more worries about the fare. © 2014 Avery Colt |
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Added on January 17, 2014 Last Updated on January 17, 2014 Author
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