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On Gram (poem)
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On Gram (poem)

a poem, Florence Fowler, ageing

On Gram

With all her years
     Behind her now
Like water running 
     Downstream
For the pain she bore
     The joy she gave
Now in sorrow she lay
     Hoping for unknown answers

Frail and weak
     She aggravates
     But for all she waits
          to help and know
They seek in her
     Solace and wisdom
She prods them to
     move on
          To partake in life
                While she dies
And then it is to late
     No time to apologize.

On Gram an old poem written in the 80s. Gram smoked unfiltered Camel cigarettes until she could no longer. Her young years were the roaring twenties. She was the first female manger in the offices of the A&P Supermarket chain. She died in the mid 80s. She raised her grandsons David, Mark and Mitchell. Her name was Florence Fowler.

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