Don’t know if this counts as poetry, but this is dedicated to Gemma, an indomitable woman who died this morning.
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12:06:00 a.m. Your heart whispered its last.
12:06:01 a.m. A volley of fireworks shot you to the stars. A fitting tribute to an independent woman, now free from earthly bonds.
12:06:02 a.m. We like to imagine you touching down on Sirius, where your beloved German Shepherds howl “Welcome back!”
12:06:03 a.m. We’re sure we heard that joyful ruckus whisper on the wind.
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