the simple act of looking behind.
not leaving a soul,
lost and scared,
doing whatever it takes,
to get them.
"out of there".
knowing that one.
fragile soul,
is the soul of us all,
a cry, not heard.
but you answer.
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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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