Ninety Eight
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She died at ninety eight
She knew a time for misery
Hard times and hard work
For pain and suffering
And yes even agony
It all seemed endless
And then it did
There came a time
For freed spirits
Quietened cries
And answered prayers
There finally came
A time for peace
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on March 24, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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