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she sits in
her room
with a notebook
writing a poem with shaky hand
she is 99 today
and all alone
having seen all her 4 children
pass away one by one
she has lost so much
her home
her family
her mobility
yet she has not lost
her will to write
the one thing that keeps her going
the one constant in her long full life
now all alone
among strangers in assisted living
she has come down to this
her last possessions
only pen and paper
yet her saving grace
providing sustenance to her lovely soul
we celebrate her birthday
we celebrate her remarkable life
wondering how so small a lady
could survive so much
and how so small a lady
could be such a
sterling tower of strength.
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