a gentle stroll,
a soft light walk,
yet so afraid,
she starts to balk.
one foot moves forward,
one lags behind,
is it untoward,
to not make up one's mind?
Thursday, April 15, 2010
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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
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