Tuesday, June 5, 2012

we see

we see the world,
by freedom, blessed.
but others, sadly,
by hatred, caressed.
they cannot escape
their hearts pound
so strong,
they wait and wait,
yet something is wrong,
they keep on hoping,
but with constraints,
those of us, in ennui,
moping, we are not,
we ain't.
we cannot conceive
of their history,
their ancient cries,
their mystery

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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