in quiet times,
when no words
come through.
the head is spinning...
does not know
what to do.
the heart is pounding,
restless and scared.
she sits, and wonders,
waiting to feel
repaired.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
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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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