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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

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