Saturday, August 24, 2013

little bristle

outside the building
little bristle felt so bare and plain.
her sadness at her image,
left her lost and drained.
but one day she looked
up at the sun,
who looked back and
shined her beauty
on everyone.
and from that day
little bristle knew,
that beauty is in
the way that
you see you.

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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