Thursday, January 28, 2010

pibble

the human hand that touched her face,
also reached into her hurt heart space.
her humans before were very cruel,
using her to fight her own kind
as a bloodsport tool.
but this new person so soft of hand,
bandaged her leg that could no longer stand,
wiping away her blood and fear,
was that water so salty a human tear?

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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