a forked path lies up ahead.
a decision awaits,
are we filled with dread.
or do we eagerly anticipate,
the choice we make
and our own hand of fate.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
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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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