Saturday, May 15, 2010

there was a flower

there was a gentle flower, of pigment bland,
just waiting to be chosen by someone's hand.
but all walked by as she did not shine,
through her petals, a lonely whine.
but soft were those petals, though of colors deplete,
and underneath the nettles, an aroma so sweet ♥

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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