Monday, October 3, 2005

poet's walk

the poet walked the poet's walk

the night was quiet

there was no talk

alone again herself

she found

no tears would fall

heart run aground

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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