the clock is ticking, and ticking fast
much more behind, i want to last
but none are given a ride that is free
we pay the price for enmity
we pay the price for solitude
we face the brunt of cruel and rude
we have but our integrity
to keep us real, as we should be.
and in this sense of what really matters
we move quickly forward, as
toxic scatters
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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- 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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