Being me is not
exactly fun and games
I do not point the finger
nor place the blame
But this life of mine
Has been a leaden weight
Too heavy to lug alone
With such an unsteady gait
Do not want to be bitter
That accomplishes naught
I would much rather fritter
With what I have been taught
Monday, March 1, 2010
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About Me
- 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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