Mist
to those once with us, who no longer remain,
we feel your loss, and it causes pain.
but we know you are in a place of peace,
with others, just like you,
whose troubles have ceased.
your tenure on earth with us never enough,
yes we go on, but at times it is rough.
Monday, March 16, 2015
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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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