07 | Shades of Shalimar

Only Nana could fell
all with one word.

Only Nana could quell
folk with one look.

Only Nana could spell
seven-letter words.

Only Nana could swell
with Canadian Club.

Only Nana could dispel
visits from away.

Only Nana could dwell
on the hill alone.

Only Nana could foretell
the end of her fast.

Only Nana could leave
without a farewell.

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Powers: Nana’s maiden name.

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