Tuesday, February 25, 2014

she grasped

she grasped and hung on.
too tight to let go.
the hurt feelings around her.
she did not care to know.
she hung on and she grabbed.
for no
other reason than
that she could.
somewhere in all that
me-istic retention
she chose bad over
good.
while those around her
struggled,
even when they
understood.

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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