she walked the land of rocks and ice,
snowbound lakes, that glisten and entice.
she moved very quickly, she did not want to falter,
or she would end up in the grip
of harsh winter's cruel halter.
Tuesday, May 4, 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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