you graced the world with
your gentle, healing touch.
now that world misses
you so much.
your smiles, your laughter,
will always be here.
but now, we sit together
sharing our tears.
rest in the peaceful
message that was
how you lived.
your heart, though now
in heaven,
still has a lot to give.
Sunday, December 1, 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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