My grandma turns 100 this year

but she’s been gone for 58.

I would have liked to know her,

sadly, that was not our fate.

All I know comes from photographs

moments in a black and white cell.

And I’m starting to forget

all those stories I made mom tell.

I know this, all her living she did do

she did young.

Married at 16.

First child at 17.

Quite settled into family life

before she even turned 25.

So very young,

she fit a lot of living into 42.

So, here’s to 100 years

of which you saw just a few.

Someday I know I will get

the opportunity to meet you.

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