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The Sept. 18 death of Supreme Court Justice and womenโs rights champion Ruth Bader Ginsburg has effected a tidal wave of grief that left โ and still leaves โ millions of Americans anguished and distressed. This weekโs poet, Lily Hutcheson of Manchester, is no exception, using the written word to come to grips with Ginsburgโs passing, pay her homage, and let her know that her legacy will continue on.
Notorious RBG (you are still here)
By Lily Hutcheson, 14, Manchester
I donโt know what to say.
โRest in peaceโ sounds so hollow being typed on my phoneโs keyboard.
Youโll never know how we mourned you
now that youโre
gone.
Youโll never know how it all ends,
what happens to the world now that youโre
gone.
I wrote your life down on a piece of paper last spring
and it still slipped away.
Somehow I thought youโd still be there the day I died,
putting on your lace collars
and dissenting.
Iโm not qualified to sing your praises,
but thank you for everything you ever did.
Thank you for doing something that made us cry now that you’re
gone.
I hope maybe
you caught a glimpse of what we would do
without you,
somehow, someway.
But the truth is that
you made me realize,
just as you were leaving,
how little time we have
to stay.
I donโt know what to say.
I should have thanked you while you were still here
to listen.
It shouldnโt have taken this to make me realize
the amazing, incredible power
of our short little lives.
I hope
I can use mine
like you used yours.
And I keep saying youโre gone
but really,
maybe,
youโre still here.
Yes.
Youโre still here.
Love,
Another little girl who lives in books

