Monday, February 4, 2013

there is

there is no place where she can sit,
so from perch to perch she
choose to flit.
when flying high,
between dark clouds,
her loss of focus,
a darkened shroud.

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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