Caroline
She wore
her coming death
as gracefully
as if it were a coat
she’d learned to sew.
When it grew cold enough
she’d simply button it
and go.
by Linda Pastan (b. 1932)
Caroline
She wore
her coming death
as gracefully
as if it were a coat
she’d learned to sew.
When it grew cold enough
she’d simply button it
and go.
by Linda Pastan (b. 1932)
Appendix Poetry 
Yes.
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