Monday, June 6, 2011

the mystery of history

time spent together
when you were not there
sitting in silence
it is so difficult to fare
the long synapses
of time that was not you
the things that they saw
each other through
so there you sit
trying to run astray
wishing you could
go out and play
but those years those moments
are real and will not go away
as you inwardly saddened,
choose to stay

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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