Wednesday, February 25, 2015

she kissed her youth

she kissed her youth,
behind her mind
as she lay on the bed
knees bent.
tired eyes
that voice and spirit
faint but she could
hear it.
words and lyrics
past now vivid
behind the veil
that life and its
trials
place before
all those who reach
that certain point
where reflection replaces
regret.

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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