Wednesday, September 9, 2026

Dorian not so

Her beauty faded Even as she looked. Her inner self became An open book. Promises made. Promises broken. Words better off not said. Words never spoken. Her kind and vulnerable version Of Dorian not so grey As she went through the emotions of Starting her day.

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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