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She floats into the room - Miss Fannie Lou Nance, her long black dress flowing without movement as though adorning a mannequin on wheels, her small hat perched on her elegant white hair. A soft black cape warms her shoulders, highlighting the lovely broach at her throat and matching buckle at her waist. Her manner and tone takes us back in time to a gentle image of life in a golden era, of gilded edges and fortunes made, a one way mirror into the past. Headmistress of Crescent College, a school for genteel young ladies fortunate enough to be bound by rigid rules, but educated and encouraged to go forth in life dauntless, push the envelope beyond the norm, break the restraints, lead the way. . . into a new dimension

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Date: 11/20/2014 7:14:00 PM
I do like this poem...excellent!!
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Cona Adams
Date: 11/20/2014 7:31:00 PM
Thank you much, John. I appreciate your generous comment.

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