she stands before the precipice
did she ever think she'd get to this
the changes in her life she's making
new directions she will be taking
trying not to congregate
too many thoughts
upon her plate
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
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- 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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