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More Visitors Today

Eleanor looked down at St. Peter’s and smiled.
“More visitors today,” she reported.
Her angel mentor smiled.

A scullery maid in life, 
Dead at the age of forty-four,
Eleanor had never suspected she would become famous

Best day of my spirit life 
When those two boys met
At my gravestone, she said.

John came over and said,
“Best pals ever,” sending Paul vast love.
Her tomb was such a landmark!

“I will never be lonely again,” she said.
“Come sing with me,” John coaxed her.
He could charm her like a son. 

Written 9-020-2019
Poetry Contest: Eleanor Rigsby Who Was She
Sponsor:  Jerry T. Curtis


Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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