sad and grey
but then he chased the nasties
away
... he decided to like just
who he pleased
no matter what he was taught
at his elders knees
and with his new friendships
he walked towards the sun
sharing his kindness
with most everyone
♥
Friday, December 23, 2011
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About Me
- karen lyons kalmenson
- greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.
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