whatever happens, love turns to dust
all the once romantic trappings,
soon start to rust
cracks in the fabric mistrust
at the helm
unquestioned answers
then overwhelmed
lost in the every day
tossings and turnings
the once "great passion"
no longer yearning
inner misworkings
doubts and long
harbored fears
shed their great clouds
over anyone near
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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About Me
- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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